His frustration transitions into exasperation, more akin to hashing out an old pet peeve than actually being upset. Kyle shakes his head as she speaks, lowering his volume again to match hers. He's less concerned with keeping his dirty laundry of sorts private than he is with making her comfortable.

"I was trying to kiss you on the damn cheek until you moved." Not entirely true, but she doesn't need to know that. It genuinely was meant as a platonic gesture of affection. "Trust me, if I was trying to kiss you, you'd know."