She frowns, because the smile is still there. What could she do to make that smile go away.

Oh.

With a hopeful, helpful tone, she recites, "Sadness...sadness...fly away. Fly...away..."

Making a fluttering motion with her hands, she shifts, smoky hands flaring up briefly to support her, as she leans up and presses a kiss against his cheek before smiling brilliantly at him.