Dropping into his chair, Dante leaned back and just let his body relax. It was a surreal sensation. Most of his body was bionic now, yet he still feels the need let it sit still for a while, as if he were physically exhausted. His mental exhaustion, on the other hand, only seemed to increase.
'Say, Volcan…'
[Yes?]
'Has my soul adjusted to my new body?'
[There has been some progress since the surgery. It should be fully adjusted in a few more days.]
'Is that so…'
He was wondering if he should go break the big guy's door and get him to explain what happened. Riot hadn't shown up since the fight that day. His injuries should have healed by now, so it wasn't like he needed all this time to recover.
