Dante was calmly decorating the church he had just finished to build with bare hands. He felt proud, but wouldn't show it because of the humbleness. With a long sigh he turns around to throw the trash away, facing someone he wasn't expecting. "Ah, you! I... I wasn't expecting to receive visitors so early! What can I do for you my angel?" Softly he smiles, placing the trash can on the flor again, slowly taking the gloves he was wearing.