Delilah sighed, maybe she was being a bit too rough. She groaned and followed Dante, as she caught up with him she would place a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry Dante, I was a little upset. You forgive me, right?" She hoped he would say no, then she would have to beg, she never had to beg anymore. She always got what she wanted, she was sure she could make someone kill if she asked them to.