[And it's kind of pretty but thankfully, Dante doesn't say that out loud. Instead, he simply stares at the dark-skinned woman, mesmerized by those pretty green(?) eyes. They look greenish-blue to him, almost like water.]
Eh, I can tell you’re not a 90s kid. [He’s not about to explain what Lite-Brites were but he knows for a fact he had one as a kid.] I’m guessing you’re from a different world if everyone you know has glowing eyes.
[You know, she kind of reminds him of someone. Everything from the complexion and the hair reminds him of Lucia. Hell, even her attitude reminds him of her a little. Granted, Lucia was trying to kill his ass when he first arrived at Dumary Island but that all was a misunderstanding.]
Great, I guess I have nothing to fear.
[For now. He’s not about to try his luck and piss off a bonafide witch again. Nah, he has better things to do than that. However, what is this weird magick stuff she’s using on him? It feels…nice. Dante lets out a hum once he starts to feel a little better. The agonizing throbbing in his jaw ceases along with the sharp pain shooting up from his slightly crooked nose.]
That’s…much better. [He answers with a relieved sigh.] I don’t know you are but thank you.
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[And it's kind of pretty but thankfully, Dante doesn't say that out loud. Instead, he simply stares at the dark-skinned woman, mesmerized by those pretty green(?) eyes. They look greenish-blue to him, almost like water.]
Eh, I can tell you’re not a 90s kid. [He’s not about to explain what Lite-Brites were but he knows for a fact he had one as a kid.] I’m guessing you’re from a different world if everyone you know has glowing eyes.
[You know, she kind of reminds him of someone. Everything from the complexion and the hair reminds him of Lucia. Hell, even her attitude reminds him of her a little. Granted, Lucia was trying to kill his ass when he first arrived at Dumary Island but that all was a misunderstanding.]
Great, I guess I have nothing to fear.
[For now. He’s not about to try his luck and piss off a bonafide witch again. Nah, he has better things to do than that. However, what is this weird magick stuff she’s using on him? It feels…nice. Dante lets out a hum once he starts to feel a little better. The agonizing throbbing in his jaw ceases along with the sharp pain shooting up from his slightly crooked nose.]
That’s…much better. [He answers with a relieved sigh.] I don’t know you are but thank you.
[He gives her a sincere smile.]