[ There is something of a dance to all of this, one that Dante is both skilled and uncertain of at the same time. He knows how to live with other demons, he and Trish established that years ago but it has always been his territory. Not this time. As comforting as it all is, there is a pressure in the back of his mind that always seems to remind him whose territory this truly is. Regardless of how he works his way into it.
But Dante has never been submissive, never cowered, instinct has him push at the barriers he's so determined not to break. Do these little things that will irritate rather than full on annoy─things like taking his brother's shirt without asking because his own are ruined. ]
It's a present. A welcome back, happy birthday, merry christmas present all in one.
[ Fingers curl in and then release absently, crossing his arms across his chest and nodding towards the package. ]
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But Dante has never been submissive, never cowered, instinct has him push at the barriers he's so determined not to break. Do these little things that will irritate rather than full on annoy─things like taking his brother's shirt without asking because his own are ruined. ]
It's a present. A welcome back, happy birthday, merry christmas present all in one.
[ Fingers curl in and then release absently, crossing his arms across his chest and nodding towards the package. ]
Open it, go on.