[ There's a moment of silence, as if Dimitri is mulling something over. He's debating on this, really. But he thinks he knows his feelings - and he doesn't want to sit on them for longer than he has. Not when it's finally beginning to click into place, piece by piece. He carefully takes Yuri's hand in both of his, regarding him with an expression that's a bit serious but also very fond. ]

Yuri. Would you stay by side for as long as you can? Or rather... allow me to do so to you? I know this... is foolish, perhaps. Sudden. But...

[ He exhales, slow and soft. ]

I don't think anything would please me more.