Lyle was so thankful to have Dante there because he truly didn't know what to do. While he stood there trembling Dante handled the situation and got the door locked. He had no doubt that when Aston threatened to kill him he meant it. He was just that angry and seeing his with someone else would have set him off. He defiantly could've just lost his life if it weren't for Dante. The banging and screaming continued, demanding to know who was in there with him and  as Lyle went around locking the windows and closing drapes. He got back to the living room and sat on the couch, biting his nails as his body shook and the screaming faded into the distance. He was leaving. Lyle pulled his knees to his chest and rested his head on them as he tried to recompose himself.