Glad his effort is appreciated, he leans back into Herbert, into his arms, into the kiss, breathing deep his floral perfumes. Emotions well up inside him, warm and bright, and he just...savors them. He's happy. He's happy that Herbert is happy, but he is also simply...happy, himself. It keeps surprising him, how happy he is to be here.

"I'm really glad you like it," he murmurs, wrapping his arms over Herbert's. "You...you talk a lot about me deserving nice things, but...but so do you. You've done so much for me, Herbert. So much."