[There were so many height jokes she could have made in that moment. Any one of them, he'd've brought on himself. With a comment like that? Knowing her the way he did? Completely his fault.]

[Except...before her tongue could even form the words...he continued on. Apologizing. For something that wasn't even close to being his fault. Something she had never once blamed him for. Oh, she had tried. Being angry was a lot easier than having to fight the urge to cry herself to sleep. Being angry fueled her, gave her a purpose for getting up and letting off as much steam as she could.]

[She had never managed to get angry enough.]

Tell you what. I'll make you a deal.

[The look on her face--a genuine smile, with hints of humor behind that glimmer in her eye. He would know it well.]

I'll considering forgiving you this time, if the next time...we get to leave Haven together.

[Not necessarily go home, because there were repercussions and all sorts of consequences to that she wasn't quite ready for. Not a promise, because that was one neither of them had any power to make. A joke. Or, at least, a partial joke. She had already forgiven him, and by implying that they were still a Team in whatever way they could be...she just wanted him to know that much.]