In the sudden silence, Dante felt the shock and greed that rippled through the girl and Lev respectively. Half of him wanted to march up to Lev and demand that he let her go, but the other more rational half refused to walk straight into trouble. So he stood to the side, struggling to keep his expression impassive as curiosity spurred on a flurry of thoughts. Who is she? Why is she here? What's her objective? Does she possess any skills? She definitely seemed to be well-equipped; whether she could actually use the weapons and tools she had on her was a whole different question. I guess I'll let Lev do the talking for now.