A grin sprouts from the corner of Dante's mouth as he thinks.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"If she's not going to eat me if I leave, then eating me is probably not her intent...</span>Dante thinks as he takes slow steps towards Reiko; his eyes on her chest instead of looking for any danger.<br/>"If you're not going to... eat me then. Maybe I could, I dunno... take a ride in your shirt?" Dante manages to say, and blushing a deep red afterward...