Eugene hadn't quite been ready for her sudden onslaught of emotions, or the fact that she flung herself at him before he could even put the ring on her finger. He caught her easily enough, from his steady position on the floor, but they sank into a pile of skirts and limbs as he managed to keep them from at least falling completely over.

Wrapping his arms around her, he settled into something more comfortable, thankful the sturdy armchair in his study could support him leaning against it. Gathering her in close, he chuckled. Though this wasn't exactly how he had envisioned everything going, she didn't seem too put out by the informality of it all, as she'd quite heartily agreed. Giving her a moment to collect herself, Eugene marveled at how he'd gotten here.

"Would you like this?" How he hadn't dropped the ring or the box in that process was a miracle, but he finally managed to separate the two and hold the ring in her field of vision. He wanted it on her finger, one because it belonged there and two, it needed to be somewhere where the nifflers couldn't pilfer it.