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[mrsnesbitt]

[okay minor mental breakdown that he absolutely doesn't show aside, this is a really nice moment. he loves it almost as much as he loves her-- gets some kind of minor enjoyment out of seeing her stall out the way he always does. it's nice, because he knows she feels just as strongly as he does.]

But I'm your nerd, [he says, wearing a really smug expression and practically has stars in his eyes. he won't laugh right now, but he might when he looks back on this. goodbye badass street cred indeedly doo.]

[yodelling]

[You can't go beyond infinity, Buzz Lightyear, it's not scientifically possible. Why did you say the thing?. He's endlessly lucky that she finds the whole thing so very endearing. And now here he is, looking up at her with that face. It's enough for a brief, sappy smile to cross her features.]

Landsakes.

[She is never going to live this down. She clears her throat, trying to regain some dignity again, already knowing it's a futile task. Some of that dignity is gone now, dust in the wind.]

Darn tootin' you are.

[She plays with her braid a little. She honestly never really thought they would get to this point and here they are. Still, she manages to get a hold of her emotions before they run away with her again.

No, opposite of that. Jessie's never got a hold of her emotions. She's launches herself at Buzz to give him one of her patented spinning bear hugs. Because if ever there was a situation that called for one of those, it's this one. It's definitely not a handshake scenario. ]

[mrsnesbitt]

[it's not enough to put a damper on it, but there is something that hangs over him that makes him feel bad for taking so long to actually do anything about how he felt, that they had to practically step into death's door before he got himself together. he's bad at feelings, and maybe some part of him was worried that he wasn't good enough for her, or he'd left it too long and kept leaving it.

best not to dwell on that, though, right? he doesn't want to bring the mood down. he prepares for it well enough that he doesn't slip backwards this time, holding onto her tightly for as long as she wants to stand there.]