Oh. There's someone I didn't notice...? Dante glanced around, trying to find the apparently-overlooked source of the voice that had cut through the whispering crowd in front of him. He must have missed her from focusing too much on Lev. There was something past all the people, something that wasn't as steady as a normal aura, something that twisted around itself in knotted tendrils that didn't writhe as gruesomely as Lev's did. Something that was also apprently a whole head shorter than most other people in the room. A kid...? Or maybe she's just short. Dante stifled a chuckle as he wondered what this girl was doing amongst a group of well-armed soldiers. And then quite suddenly, all amusement left him as he wondered if this kid could somehow read his mind. Not that it'd be the first time.