She laughs and pulls back to try and get her breath.

He grins up at her, giddy and silly with relief. He feels- lighter. Not in a Jedi way. Just- like a burden has been lifted.

Which only fuels her giggles. She buries her face against his neck and tries not very hard to get herself under control. Her own emotions, her love for him, the weight that she feels has gone. She's full of it.

"You're- crazy," he huffs, stifling giggles of his own. He doesn't giggle.

"If I'm crazy, and you're in my head..."

"...we're both crazy, and we make each other worse," he concludes. 

"Guess we're stuck with each other. Nobody else will match up."

"That's alright with me."