If that was getting carried away... then I'd like to be lifted straight to the heavens. ♪

[Should he really make death jokes right now? Well, he's pleased, and he'd do it all over again. Still, he does shift, rolling to the side and onto his back with a little gasp, not even wanting to look down at the mess stuck to both of them.]

My heart was beating so fast that my chest still aches. I wonder if I can move, like this...