[ Oh, she has his attention. As she starts to move away his gaze follows her, mouth curved into a lazy grin, committing all he can to memory for a later date. Wouldn't mind regaling her sometime a dark room covered in velvet, with a bottle of whiskey and a nice meal. Hell, even if it ends with a knife at his throat he wouldn't mind at all.
Dante's grin grows wider, chin rising in challenge. ]
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Dante's grin grows wider, chin rising in challenge. ]
Can and certainly will.