[There we go, that did it. Kieran can into actions once again. But, I mean, WHOA DUDE. CELEBI. BELOVED. Right here. He is just so overwhelmingly full of awe and adoration and excitement and so so much love. The club can't even handle him right now.

Things you probably shouldn't do when confronted with an incredibly sacred divine being, lesson one: how not to express your admiration. She was kind enough to bestow a nosesmooch, so Kieran plants a smooch of his own right between her antennae. It is probably the most awkward kiss because he is far more used to the "just mash your nose against stuff" strategy.]

I'm honored, Beloved!