Lest that enthusiasm wane at all, Faye was just going to go ahead and climb into his lap, and she was pretty smooth about it and managed to keep from breaking the kiss in the process, so props to Faye.

(Thoughts like 'props to Faye' were way easier to handle than even beginning to process what he'd said beyond panicking.)

Once she was settled, one hand came up to cup his cheek. All the affectionate, distracting touching right now, yes.

(Not because Faye felt the same way at all, of course.)