Dante continued to sit there on the floor holding Lyle. He could feel the tension slowly leaving his body as he took deep breaths and Dante rubbed his back soothingly. He wished there was more he could do. He wished he was stronger so he could help Lyle fight this battle. When Lyle pulled away, he was going to respond, but let himself be kissed. When he pulled away again he looked at him and smiled.<br/><br/>"I promise."