Nodding slowly, she timidly laced her fingers with his and followed Lewis back to the couch. She was disappointed. She had taken the time to study and practice latte art and adapting it to suit hot chocolate means - she wasn't sure what she would have done had Lewis elected tea. Probably given him a kiss and asked him if he was suuuuuuuure he wanted tea or something - and now the message had been spilled and banished.

The timing of this...progression could not have come at a worse time. Really.

Sitting down slowly, her violet eyes looked to Lewis and the mug in his hand. "No, it's okay," she replied with forced smile. "You enjoy it. I don't need anything right now. But...um...could you maybe...um...drink that before you um....sit down?"

Her fingers knotted themselves around the hem of her shirt and she tucked her legs under one another as she got a little more comfortable on the couch.