I think there's a state beyond that where the embarrassment just goes nova, but-- but don't worry about that.

[She lurches forward and hugs him, letting her genuine empathy carry her through the awkward physical position and the circumstances. She's twisted in place, arms wrapping around him, her anxiety draining away as she falls into the role of comforting someone.] It'll be okay, [she murmurs.] You just got here. Give yourself some time.