[Oh it's full theater at this point. Puck in contrast sounds wounded, tears immediately springing to his eyes as his voice comes out almost choked.] Am I not? Then may I cry enough tears to adorn you with instead of diamonds, as those are obviously more valuable and cherished.

[More writing as Puck wipes at his staged tears with his free hand. There are mortals who strive for such approval for their entire lives and you've earned it in less than a calendar year. Feel free to brag on that, I won't mind.]