Akron nodded, but pushed the utensil away. "I can make my own mark." With one stomp, Akron's chosen house rumbled, and a cross-axe crest appeared above his own door. He looked at Lyric. "You know, I always thought you were beautiful, but even to this day your beauty astounds me." He smiled. "Don't worry. Even if you did become my girlfriend, which would be great, I would never leave you with someone else."