[After a few more than a few minutes pass, Alastor gets up and follows. It's not hard to find where Dante is, the scent trail is fresh enough and doesn't cross with Vergil's. So he ends up at the door to the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe with his tail curling around beside his legs.]
Just a bit. [ Dante looks a little frustrated. He doesn't remember it being this difficult when he was younger, and kept up more with it. He glances at Alastor. ]
What, really? [ Dante blinks. He should have guessed that, but somehow, he didn't. ] Guess that's lucky. You can cut yourself awful easy with these things.
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Out of practice shaving, huh?
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...care to help? You are a master of blades.
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It's true, but I've never had to shave before. Perks of being decent at shapeshifting.
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[ He winces as he proceeds to manage to do so. ]
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[Dante, you didn't even wince when he literally carved your back open. He shakes his head and walks over.]
But maybe being able to see what I'm doing directly will make up for inexperience.
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Try to hold still. I've got a steady hand, but let's not make it hard on me.
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I'll hold real still, if you give me a kiss first. Or is that reward for later?
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[ Dante settles to be sitting on the counter. ]
Okay, ready to not move.