Of course I like spoiling you. Seeing you with a smile on your face is the most important part of my days, most of the time. Alongside going for donuts and drinking by the riverside on warm nights, and all.

Me and Nico aren't the only ones to have gone through hell and back. I know you don't like to talk about it--would rather avoid it. Because I get it. I avoid talking about my past too, because the future is more important to me.
I think you're like that, too. I can see it in your eyes when we're having quiet moments together. I recognise that look.

It's the expression of someone wondering if they deserve the future they've paved for themselves, or when they might lose it, alongside everything else.

[ he pauses, letting go a deep breath as he touches the box Dante gave him. Flipping it over in his hands with loving care, as if it's delicate and can crumble at any moment.

He opens it, slowly, taking out the bracelet inside--looking it over with quiet elation in his eyes, a smile that spreads over his face like warm butter--sweet and not at all subtle with how he moves to bonk his head against dante's own. ]

Idiot.

You're not just 'along for the ride.'

Dante.

You're an important part of the journey and I won't go anywhere without you at our sides.