I smiled at him, my lips closed, but I could feel my cheeks practically crack with how big it had spread upon my face, and I nodded fervently. “Kayd, chomm. Kayd jugra Rowe.” He blinked, his eyes widening for just a moment, before he pulled me into his chest, a deep rumble, not unlike a purr, vibrating from the back of his throat. “Kayd jugra Rowe,” he breathed.