Comfort her

"Oh, hey...." Sam begins, nervously sitting next to her and wrapping a comforting arm across her shoulders. "It's not your fault."

"It is." Phina says, the tears finally running down her cheeks and she rests her head on his shoulder. "If I hadn't stripped you then none of it would have happened."

Sam shakes his head slowly. "Yeah, but if I hadn't helped your brother earlier you wouldn't have done it." He explains. "And had your father not suddenly appeared none of us would be in trouble. Heck, I was having fun." He tells her, forcing a smile.

"I noticed." Phina said, offering a weak smile of her own. "Thank you." She says slowly, before suddenly leaning forward, her lips meeting his for a kiss.