Oh he'll take every opportunity to shower Wing with praise! Assuming he can do so and not sound like a complete and utter lovesick dork of course.

That's what you meant by praise, right Wing?

Drift makes face at the bubbly mass, glad that's not him (and maybe remembering a moment when he wondered if it might be). Wing's grin banishes that in a sparkpulse though. "I'm sure there's more where that came from..." The jerk of helm sweeps his finials in the direction of the unexplored hall, his matching grin flush with their success.