Dante was still sizing her up with that predator's eye he usually had. Looking for some form of weakness; something to exploit. He could grab that chain and use his superior seeming strength to pull her off her feet perhaps and forcibly drag her along. "I have an idea. I can assure you that I've got nothing you'd find on me; since your owner took it all away.." He said, implying she was a dog or worse. "So you can say you did what you're thinking and people would believe you because if you come close to me you may not like the results." He smirked, attempting to bluff.<br/><br/>(Bluff Attempt: Dante Nightcloak rolled: 1d20, adding 2to the total<br/>Total: 16)<br/>