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He knew it was selfish, his request to wait. But Dante was not one for rash decisions, and in this he needed time to consider. He liked to think that their friendship would be unchanged no matter what, but if this were not true, he did not wish to jump to anything. Because he knew whatever decision he made, it would likely be final, with no later amendment.

Lasher was gracious and understanding, to Dante's relief, and did not press for an answer. He did not know how much time he would need, but until then, he knew he would act as though the admission had never been given. Again, a selfish action, but Dante had never claimed to be anything less.

He disagreed silently with Lasher that to love was not a skill... if only to give himself some hope of improving in the future. If it were not, he thought, then his own prospects were pretty hopeless. "I will think on it." His silver eyes met Lasher's own, and he held them a moment, conveying his sincerity.