DANTE
I'm a professional idiot
don't tell my mom
Seren pointed quite a way off but this was her home, not his. Who was he to say where she could and couldn't wander off to, even if she seemed about half his age. If the kids were even half as well off as the adults in this world than she probably didn't have much to worry about. "It's nice, but definitely not like what I came from. Everyone is willing to help one another in the Hallowed Ground. I grew up somewhere that wasn't so kind." Dante shrugged and left it at that. "Who's your friend?" Though the chance he knew them was slim, he couldn't help but be curious.
Her invitation invites a laugh from between his lips as he finds himself nodding without much thought. There was something about a kid's childish innocence that he couldn't help but entertain. "Yeah, okay, I'm game. But first, you have to show me what a seashell is."
