[Throwing a fit and stomping off isn't even guaranteed to get him out of it, since there's a good chance she'd just follow and they'd start screaming again. But she is slightly surprised he's actually willing to sit and think about and have this conversation instead of doing just that. Pleasantly surprised, but surprised nonetheless.

She leaves her hand where it is on his cheek as she pushes on, still wanting to get to the root of this problem.]

Exactly. So, why are you worried about whether someone may or may not be interested in me, and whether you need to "defend my honor"?