There is something both wonderful and overwhelming about their connection sprouting to life. Everett is absolutely taken aback, that stunned silence that happens when he sees Myr smile at him.

At first, it's like finding an oasis in the desert, but he realizes it's not only that. It's a sudden, swirling storm of emotion that washes over the barren parts of him. Some lonesome part of himself is flooded and spring to life in all directions. Everything suddenly green and blossoming and new, rescued from the drought.

"Oh," he echoes, before it turns to something funny, something nearly laughing, "Oh, oh! Oh... Oh."

He does softly laugh, reaching to lift his glasses and duck his head into a glove, nudge away tears. That's the feeling of being moved. A good and peculiar feeling... and one he enjoys. He should expect nothing less of a connection with Myr, who trusts him and is curious about him and who cares.

"You do continue to bless me, m, my dear Myr. Every smile and tear a gift, and I've been given both!"