[He steps closer again so they're in each other's personal space again, although not so close as to be uncomfortable. His hand lifts, almost like he's about to touch her cheek, but he stops himself. For now.]

Are you saying--? [He breaks off, shaking his head. He's an adult, it's obvious what she's saying] God, I've been an idiot. Alice, I've wanted you - I've wanted to be with you for three years now. The other night, I - I wanted it all, and I didn't think - I didn't realise-- [There's a faint wince from him here, and how he's failing to get his words out. He takes a breath, and decides to go for simple]

I love you, Alice.