That is met by an intense blush in her cheeks. But nothing else. No slaps, not her going away, etc.
Because the thought of him and her... His embrace...She likes the idea, even though she would not be likely to admit it, at least at first.

"It is indeed a gift. And a most lovely one" She smiles again. Despite what her mother and Helène thought, it was now giving a lovely hint of colour to their house.