“Awww, poor baby,” she teased. To draw the moment out a little longer, she kissed him again, lingeringly.
“Poor me, indeed,” he replied, when the second kiss broke. “Might need one more, just for morale.” He leaned down to kiss her a third time, brief that time. “There we go. Now I think I can plow onwards.”
“Should I just come keep you company, in case you need more motivation?”