She's clearly relieved when he says their conversation hadn't led to them coming to blows-- but it just makes her all the more confused. She shifts to press a kiss against his palm, eyes still meeting his gaze steadily.

"I just-- need th'both of you, mm?"

And if it was only like this-- in the awkward slightly painful and entirely delicate balance it was now, she could accept that over having them both at odds with one another or her.