[Espy]

Dante leaned back a bit, allowing the Lion the room and at the same time stifling the urge to simply shove the man out the window.

That's....unexpected. The Lion's laughter was...contagious. The forced laugh that had just escaped from Dante's lips moments again transformed itself into a wide grin as he felt around and opened a second window and peered out, unconsciously withdrawing a black-flighted arrow from his quiver for later use.

Something caught his eye. Red... He swore with his mind racing in the opposite direction. But the Artificer was driving... Dante calmed his nerves by taking in a few deep breath. He'd settle certain things later.