"I'm..." One of those hands went up to run a path through Claus' hair. What a fool he had been to think that graduation would be the biggest event of the day. He tried not to hyperventilate.

"I'm... in shock. I think I'm having a heart attack. I'm sweating more than I think I've ever sweated in my entire life. But... you know, I'm not upset. I'm not."

He turned back to her, the hand that was in his hair went to cradle her face. He laughed a confused, breathless laugh, smile slightly shaky, but most definitely genuine.

"I'm happy... !"