what she says: I’m fine
what she means: SARA ERIKSSON GIVING AUGUST HORN AN AWKWARD LITTLE ARM PUNCH IN AN ATTEMPT TO MAKE A SITUATION SOLIDLY PLATONIC BUT THEN EVERYTHING LEAPS SO FAR OFF A CLIFF AND BECOMES NOT EVEN REMOTELY PLATONIC BUT RATHER A WHOLE OTHER SERIES OF PHILOSOPHICAL DIALOGUES LOST TO TIME. THE UNIVERSE IS CONTAINED IN THAT AWKWARD LITTLE ARM PUNCH AND I AM ONE WITH THE UNIVERSE.
(And also good for Sara Arrhusius’ intimacy coordinator work, for like, making the case that closed-mouth kisses can be just as worth screentime as open-mouthed ones. Thanks. Y’all I am deeply aspec but I have feelings about this.)