[As completely flustered as he was right now, he can't help getting caught up on the tail end of the half-ghoul's words. It actually hurts a little, to hear the person he adores most talking like that--and before he rightly knows what he's doing, Selenite is attempting to put a stop to it.]

Quoi? Of course I'm going to respond, Centipede-kun.

Even if you weren't one of the people I respect most, admitting one's feelings is an incredibly brave thing to do, and I would never take such a thing lightly. S'il vous plaît ne pas vendre vous-même court comme ça. You deserve better.

You're the most radiant person I've ever met, and I'm honored that you could actually harbor such feelings for me. I'm sure I don't deserve them, but I...ah... [Oh, that was probably too far. It was practically his reply. Or a few words short of it. Should he just finish it, at this point? Selenite's gaze drops, and he stares down at the gift in his hands.]

Thank...you.

You are...very special to me. [So please don't think yourself so unimportant, that your feelings should go completely unanswered.]