Dante smiled, eyes half-lidded with contented sleep. He looked more tame when he was sleepy, somehow more innocent. He was glad to hear that Lyle had such fond memories of his father and had such a close bond with him and his work. it seemed the two of them had a lot more in common than he originally thought.<br/><br/>"That's really sweet." He yawned a bit as he spoke and nuzzled into his pillow.<br/><br/>"We should get to sleep. We need to have plenty of energy so we won't over work ourselves, right?"