"Uuuuh...."
He blinked down at her before he grinned wide.
His large rough hands rested on her shoulders and he gave them a squeeze before giving a low, chest rumbling chuckle, kneeling ever so slightly before he rested back on his heels and looked up at her, her small little hands in his.
Or at least small compared to his hands.
Most things were.
"Well, I'll try to go after you, okay?" He chuckled up at her, still grinning. There was a slight pleasure at how distressed his imaginary death made her and he gave her hands a little tug, "I was just teasing you, Gigi. I didn't mean to make you cry," and even though he felt a little bad, he was still grinning.