His breath hitches. "D-dear... I-I... wish... to-to tell you... s-something..." Dulan says shyly, looking down at the ground. His face is red, and he is clearly struggling to put his thoughts into words. He clears his throat, looking at you with wide, determined eyes. "I wanted to t-tell you... that... you are... m-my... I..." His voice trails off, and he turns away from you. He takes a deep breath and tries again trying to suppress his permanent stutter