Dante turned looking at the two women in strange clothing. "It's May 6th... Is something wrong," he asked of them, looking worried. He motioned for them to follow him. "Come with me and we'll talk." He started walking toward his camp. "Are you Rebels?" He asked this out of precaution and looked at them. He stopped and looked at them seriously. "If you're Rebels I can't help you." He was in his blue uniform and he hated it. It was made of wool and it made his skin itch like crazy!