[Dante gives a voiceless snort, following Sorey toward the table.]

I would've thought the prof would've insisted on healing that. He didn't give me any choice.

[But yeah, for as much as he and Fynn don't get along, that sounds about right for him. He's a brash, loudmouthed guy, but he at least seems to be pretty sincere in what he believes in.]

Yeah, I'd say. Where were you?