Tavros watches him quietly, stroking his fingers through his air, pausing only when he opens his eyes again. He can't help but smile at the praise, not really sure how to handle something like that beyond kissing him again. Gentle hands tease down along Gamzee's spine as the older boy settled over him, reaching as far as he could and traces little spiraling patterns with the tips of his fingers.

"You're my miracle, thats all mine." He says softly. No pauses or stuttering, completely heartfelt and confident in that as a fact. Especially not that they're together, and he actually feels what it's like to be loved.