Easy, easy. [All mild and gentle like talking to a spooked...shorse...] It's fine. You're fine-- still've got all your fingers and toes, yeah?

[And he wiggles his (fingers, that is) in her direction, catching his own out to tap her shoulder with the back of his knuckles before shooting a look to Nate. Honestly.]

But also don't look now, as I think that might be a tiny alien child petting Toothy.