He's got an image to protect. An image of being too cool to appear concerned with anything casual. Between that and his own penchant for glibness, he'll listen to Kyle saying I love you dude on loop in his head until he can figure out if it's something he can even admit to noticing.

The next step he takes he leans up on his toes and steals a kiss. "I think I saw a CB2 on the mall map," he grins and his voice drops to a whisper, "they have the biggest beds."