I'm really happy. [Marcille finally lifts her face out of her hand, for the most part, to actually look over at them now that they've buried into her shoulder. Despite the laughter, there are some happy tears welling in the corner of each eye, too. She's feeling too many things, too much, all at one time too be expressed in a single reaction.] Even under the circumstances, our expertise worked out a little bit in the end.

[They look cute in here, in a way that seems deeper than the cute way they normally present themself. They always appear adorable, but this is something more than that - a feeling.

Marcille puts her forehead against theirs.] Hey, would you mind if I -?