[Still feeling somewhat off-balance, Dante will go ahead and close the door first before nodding.]
All... all right. Sure.
You don't have to, you know. I can do it.
[But... Grell probably knows that already, doesn't she? Dante won't protest any more than that, instead leading toward the kitchen. It's cleaner than the living room is, a single plate and utensils in the sink the only indication that he's been in there in the past month.
Look, he doesn't do much cooking, okay. He can do some stuff, he just would rather be out and about instead of in the kitchen cooking.]
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All... all right. Sure.
You don't have to, you know. I can do it.
[But... Grell probably knows that already, doesn't she? Dante won't protest any more than that, instead leading toward the kitchen. It's cleaner than the living room is, a single plate and utensils in the sink the only indication that he's been in there in the past month.
Look, he doesn't do much cooking, okay. He can do some stuff, he just would rather be out and about instead of in the kitchen cooking.]