Dante grinned wide as he saw a glare from the girl. He let out a little sigh as she commented on his dream. He thought back to the kids at the orphanage, remembering he had always told them the same thing. To never give up and dream for the stars, things like that. Then his attention was brought back to the girl as she said her name. ‘Zubuzi… What an odd name’ He thought to himself with a little chuckle as he shook her hand. When she pulled her hand away quickly, Dante was a little surprised, but just smiled at her.

“Yea, I never thought I would see the day that witches became our friends” He said with a grin. He wore a relaxed look on his face, but in reality he was very intrigued. There was something about this girl he just couldn't put his finger on. She seemed strange, but in a different way to just being a weird person. He was snapped out of his train of thought by the girl speaking up. He laughed softly to himself before turning to her and taking a little bow.

“Dante Freever at your service” He said in a posh voice before glancing back up to the girl with grin. He stood up straight before taking another big swig out of the cup he had. He finished off his drink and put the plastic cup on the waist height wall next to them. Lowered his stance, he put his hand on the hilt of his katana. He took in a deep breath before slowly breathing out. As he reached the end of his breath, he drew his sword. In an instant he had slid the sword back into the hilt and took another deep breath. A small gust of wind blew, blowing the top half of the cup off leaving the bottom half standing on the wall. Dante stood for a second admiring the cut before turning to the girl. He looked her in the eye with a calm and relaxed smile for a few seconds, before a grin spread its way across his face.

“I got skills!” He said as he raised his hands over his head and started to dance around.