Dante gazed around and saw a girl who seemed to be alone, even though she was surrounded by others. He was about to go and sit with her, but he was caught off guard by another person. He asked if Dante was lost, truthfully he was but now that he had a heading he wasn't anymore. "Yep," Dante walked giiving Terry a small wave off and walked away. Heading to the table where Maria was sitting and squeezing in beside her. "Jeez it's fucking crowded here." Little did he know he was actually at the right table. All the unclaimed demigods sat here, but that was unbeknown to Dante. He was supposed to be looking for Amelia what ever, but he was more interested in Maria.<br/><br/>Finally getting comfortable Dante looked at his plate and then the food around him. Grabbing a couple things and chewing on them to a minimal. Looking over to Maria he wondered if she was like him. A demigod but didn't know who their parent was. "So are you new here too? I seriously just woke up here. What ever this fucking place is." Dante sighed and continued to eat. He was going to deal with grasping what he was after he had some food in his stomach. Reaching out with his right arm he groaned strongly, and retracted it quickly. "Fuck!" He grimaced as the wound hadn't fully healed, and he forgot it was even there. Holding his arm he gritting his teeth, and breathed hard. "It's okay. I'm alright." Finally the pain had eased, and he was back to his senses. He continued to eat glancing ever so often at Maria as he ate.