He snorts a laugh, and steps in front of her to stop her wandering. The expression on his face is amused, though there's an intent look in his eye that won't be leaving any time soon.

'You make this sound like you're waitin' for the gallows.'

His thumbs come free so he can put his hands on her waist.

'Stop babblin' like a demented housewife, an' relax.'

He leans down and kisses her. Presumably to help with the relaxation part, but mainly just because he likes doing it, and he can.