[It takes a second for him to react, and when he does... Well, of course he laughs, though not for the reason she might think. The flowers are wilting slowly, and there's a bit more hope they're not gonna die as ornamental plants, so it's not the fearlessness of impending death that causes him to reach over, throw an arm around her neck and pull her into a sideways hug.]

You are such an idiot. It used to be so much fun disliking you and now you're taking all the joy out of it by being a jealous little shit, envious of the one thing that isn't special or unique to me. I don't even know how to react to this. It's adorable.