That small bit of contact helps. It helps to ground Pinoko. And she takes a few deep, shuddering breaths, before taking a few steps back from Sam, and pulling a ridiculously cute handkerchief out of her pocket. She wiped her eyes with it, as well as her nose, and then put it away.

Another breath or two and she looked up at Sam.

"Pinoko is sorry for that. I didn't mean to cry all over you."

She offered him a small, awkward smile then.

"Pinoko is going to buy groceries. And then I'm probably going to go home and make a lot of food. I tend to make an awful lot. You don't have to if you don't want to, but would you like to come over to Pinoko's sometime for dinner? I'm a really good cook!"