"How about we make a deal?"
When he heard the words, Dante's first instinct was to give the skull-faced bastard a good punch, then let him roast for a while. Nevertheless, he could see some use for the enemy lieutenant, making him put that decision on hold.
"You want a deal?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "You sure about that?"
"How about we talk somewhere more private?" Harry said. "Go on. Dive into my MLP."
The invitation gave Dante pause, both because he didn't understand why his enemy would suggest such a place and because he realized the skull-faced man had left his implants open despite knowing about Dante's reputation as a deadly Diver.
'This feels like a trap…'
[Even if it is, I have no doubt about my ability to overcome it,] Volcan said. [I will not be caught off guard this time.]
'... Alright, lead the way.'
