Phoebe blinked the worry out of her eyes as Fizz looked back at her.
"Are you okay?" She blurted, unable to keep the concern out of her mind. "Your jaw looks a little...red."
Argh, Phoebe! He's never going to want to be your friend now! Not when you're acting like his mom! But he looks really hurt. And he looked sad again for a moment there...maybe he needs someone looking out for him. Even if he doesn't want it.
She puffed out her chest, her eyes firm with resolve. Yes, that's what I'll do, she decided.