She puts her glass away as well, because drunk or not, whatever degree of kissing he'd meant, this seems like a conversation they seriously need to have. And a long overdue one, at that. Because he... they... all this time...?

She has been in many battles, faced powerful enemies and overwhelming odds, but never has she felt so terrified in her life until now. Suddenly she's that little girl from Brooklyn again, her heart pounding in her ears, struggling to breathe.

"More than okay," she whispers back with a smile. Because that girl, too, never backs down, and most especially not when it comes to him. She places a hand on his cheek. "Thought you'd never ask."