I don't know. ( Usually, she'd grip Steph's hand back, but she doesn't really make any move to acknowledge the gesture, just rubbing her forehead. ) Sorry. I, um. Sitting too close to the fire, or something.

( Her skin feels hot and prickly. ) Forget it. It's all good. I just hope he doesn't poke your eye out with that mask.

( It's a genuine effort at good natured teasing, but, well. )