Celestia openly giggles, before covering a yawn with her hoof as she watches her student's face melt of any timidness, sinking into Arnon's lap as he rolls his thumbs between Twilights shoulder blades, the little purple Pony making very similar noises to what Celestia had been making but moments prior. God damn, she was tense. Figures, with how much she put up with on a weekly basis.