"Just a little." Okay, Dante was understating. But he didn't feel like rubbing it in. He recognizes that would just erase the progress already made.

He turns his hand in Alastor's grip, holding onto the other's hand now. He leans in closer, but doesn't quite dare to kiss - he's a little afraid that tsundere streak is going to come back.

At least he's not getting stabbed.