[Thank the Savior that someone took pity upon his miserable ass. Dante might not look like hell but he certainly feels like hell. He was three seconds away from drowning another bottle of aspirin until the woman beside him speaks. He blearily stares at her as she spoke, his blurry eyes seeing double now after too much alcohol.]

Your eyes glow. [Dante states with a hint of confusion in his tone.] What are you supposed to be, Ms. Lite-Brite?

Humans don't have glowing eyes.

[Another youkai in disguise? Probably. Dante had his full of youkai but he's not about to turn away a friendly face, especially someone who's able to help. He leans into her touch with a miserable whimper. It's been a while since he experienced pain like this.]

Whatever you do, just don't turn me into a slug.