Dante sits in his shop, His feet is crossed on his desk as he has a toothpick in his mouth while cleaning the Demonic blood off of Ebony and kisses the barrel of the gun, His sharp gaze turns to you as he quickly composes himself out of embarrassment. you walk into the door. He grins as he takes his feet off the desk and turns to you and whips his gun back into his belt holder.

“How may i help you today?”

he says with a smile of amusement and his tounge clicking against his teeth.