Once Lyle was finishing up with the end of his food he peeked at Dante with a soft blush. He wanted to bring up how he felt, but didn't know where to begin. He ended up playing with his fork a bit as he thought, yet couldn't come up with anything to say. It was killing him to not be able to stay what he wanted to so badly.<br/><br/>"Um.. Dante..?" He spoke softly. Great he started it, but now what? What was there to say? He didn't was to scare off Dante either. "I want to keep you forever.. Can I?" Lyle blushed deeply at what he said. It barely made sense, but what did was that is almost sounded like a proposal. '<i>Nice going, Lyle' </i>He chastised himself wishing he could just hide in a hole.