[He knew Greed wouldn't let him down. This kind of thing required a certain finesse, a finesse that the demon just so happened to have in droves. He understood exactly what Dante was asking in coming to him
And he didn't even need to offer the question directly.]
Sounds like it, [He drawls.] But I suppose it couldn't hurt to do a little homework of our own. [Neither has Dante. He doesn't get sick, nor his twin, certainly he's aware of the various illnesses that can affect humans but for him they are merely a thing to be observed from the outside. Sure, he's managed to give himself something of a hangover before, but that's really the worst of it. And even then they were nothing like the real thing.]
[An infestation though, this is something far worse. He's only seen something like this in particularly bad demonic infestations. Surgery was never an option with those.]
[Greed's words pull him back into reality, the wandering ears and gaze snap back to the devil, tail once again giving a matter-of-fact flick.] Right, that little deal with our friends.
[Friends who seem to be having some difficulty remembering past agreements. He gestures vaguely as if somehow that alone should assuage any concerns Greed has as to Dante's behavior. In fact, the flippancy should really only be concerning.]
No promises, but I'll try not to put his head through a table as soon as he opens his mouth.
[Which is about as much guarantee as you can really expect out of Dante, to be fair. Mostly because he isn't especially violent until provoked. Antagonistic all day long? Absolutely, but he won't raise a hoof in defense until someone starts something first.]
[It's fortunate that they're on the same page in that regard as well. The old Toyotomi Dante never met and has no opinions on, but this Kouen guy, well... He remembers when he first rolled into town and started making demands. It's no surprise his habits haven't changed thus far. He won't stop at Vandare, and he certainly won't be content to let them live their happy little lives left in peace.]
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And he didn't even need to offer the question directly.]
Sounds like it, [He drawls.] But I suppose it couldn't hurt to do a little homework of our own. [Neither has Dante. He doesn't get sick, nor his twin, certainly he's aware of the various illnesses that can affect humans but for him they are merely a thing to be observed from the outside. Sure, he's managed to give himself something of a hangover before, but that's really the worst of it. And even then they were nothing like the real thing.]
[An infestation though, this is something far worse. He's only seen something like this in particularly bad demonic infestations. Surgery was never an option with those.]
[Greed's words pull him back into reality, the wandering ears and gaze snap back to the devil, tail once again giving a matter-of-fact flick.] Right, that little deal with our friends.
[Friends who seem to be having some difficulty remembering past agreements. He gestures vaguely as if somehow that alone should assuage any concerns Greed has as to Dante's behavior. In fact, the flippancy should really only be concerning.]
No promises, but I'll try not to put his head through a table as soon as he opens his mouth.
[Which is about as much guarantee as you can really expect out of Dante, to be fair. Mostly because he isn't especially violent until provoked. Antagonistic all day long? Absolutely, but he won't raise a hoof in defense until someone starts something first.]
[It's fortunate that they're on the same page in that regard as well. The old Toyotomi Dante never met and has no opinions on, but this Kouen guy, well... He remembers when he first rolled into town and started making demands. It's no surprise his habits haven't changed thus far. He won't stop at Vandare, and he certainly won't be content to let them live their happy little lives left in peace.]