[Mission... accomplished for now! She meant what she'd said earlier - a depressed Anya just felt wrong to her, even after so short a time knowing her. It feels like there's a weight lifted from her shoulders; maybe she's overthinking it, though.]

I am, too. You're good at making people happy - including myself - so...

[She can feel her face heating up as she trails off; she's blushing? Even she hadn't expected that, and it throws her for a loop. Anya's hands on hers make her happier than she'd expected, so it takes her a moment to calm down enough not to just blubber meaningless things. Randomly catching sight of a clock is enough to start to pull her back down, at least - class will start relatively soon.]

...a-ah, um. Are you going to be all right today? Class is probably going to be a little rough.

[Smooth subject change, there. Completely opaque. Not.]