Yes, of course he could ask her a question. She said that every time he asked if he could. But this time... well, this time, she didn't know how big of a question he was going to ask. He should've been more specific. He should've asked something like, 'Can I ask you a question that could possibly change both of our lives?' or 'Can I ask you a question that I've been dreaming of asking you for the last six months?' or something like that. Well, it's too late now.

Slowly, he stood up off of the chair. His mind was racing, trying to remember one of the many speeches he'd written for this occasion. Not surprisingly; he couldn't remember a single one. Looks like he'd have to make it up as he went along.

He moved in front of Jenn, and slowly gathered her hands in his. There was a long pause as he just looked in her brown eyes, trying to think of what to say. Then, he decided he should just speak from his heart. But since he wasn't one for many words, this was going to be short.

"Jenn," he said, giving her a small smile as he went down on one knee, still holding her hands. "Jenn, I've always loved you, and I always will. I was fourteen when I met you, and I'm eighteen, now." Pause. All of that was obvious. Now, get to the question. "And I never want to leave you. So," He dropped one of his hands from hers, and reached in his pocket. His green eyes glinted as he pulled out the small, blue velvet box, and opened it. Inside, was a ring. Simple and white-gold, with three small diamonds around a bigger one. "Jennumara Abigal Blood... will you marry me?"