Zach gasped for air and found it, again, with his head resting entirely on Fletcher's shoulder. And he...was still standing, which was not his doing. His legs were still recovering from what felt like a very pleasant jelly legs jinx. His hands continued to hold onto Fletcher for the time being, as he still felt a little wobbly, but it was good, incredible. His eyes closed for a moment, but the grin wasn't leaving his face anytime soon. "Bloody fantastic."