She hadn't been expecting that at all, and while her initial reaction was to be insulted that he thought she couldn't take care of herself, Agatha felt her cheeks heat up greatly in a strange warmth. Worried? Fredrick had really thought something bad had happened? Or maybe he couldn't believe that she could be such a bitch about mosquitoes and something must have happened for her not to respond to him.
Her stomach twisted a bit guiltily and she pushed forward to pat down some of his hair, letting her fingers linger, "Well, I'm fine, as you can see."
Agatha did send him a smile, though, because really. Her boyfriend had just walked through a huge rainstorm to make sure she was alright. As much of a feminist as she was, that was very nice of him.
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