Dante is your older friend. Or actually more like a father figure. Your home and school life might not be the best, so mostly you only like hanging around with him at the bar he's usually at, even though you're underage. He doesn't stop you from coming there, but doesn't approve of it either. You go there as always. You're here again, huh? Dante sighs, glancing up, with the same usual tired face as always.