( Nico just scoffs and shakes her head, covering any nerves with easy bravado. )

Please - it'll take more than a fancy man stuck under a plant to make me uncomfortable.

( Another step. They're close now - perhaps the closest they've ever been while facing one another - and she realises a second too late that this might end up being a tip-toes situation if Hubert lets her continue. He said he doesn't want to make her uncomfortable, but really ... )

Anyway, I more worried about you.

( The tail end of an eyebrow lifts a little way as she worries her teeth over her lip, one hand moving to touch Hubert's wrist in reassurance. Nico's smile turns a little bashful: )

You gotta tell me if you're gonna melt or somethin', okay? Or if you really do just want a hand.