Her lips pull into a smile when he laughs; she can't help but be gratified at making him laugh. Which sounds... a little mushy, but she can deal with that. The press of their arms is warm and familiar by now, which is slightly alarming but nowhere nearly as much as how nice it feels and how much she'd like to feel it again.

"Hmm. And how many have tried?" she asks to distract herself with genuine curiosity rather than (just) teasing him.