[ as curious as he is, dante decides to let it lie with that, focus shifting to the roast trout in his hand. he doesn't go so far as chewing the bones, but he does devour it as though he hasn't had anything to eat the whole day ─ a side effect of his demonic reinstatement he thinks. it isn't long before dante has eaten the whole fish, stabbing the skewer down into the sand as he collects his roasted potato. ]

Can you blame us? You should've seen the look on your face, it was like a determined hamster.

[ vash nudges him and dante chuckles. ]

Not surprised, you should have seen the shit I got up to trapped in the demon world.

[ they still had to eat and in all honesty the plants there were more likely to kill you than sustain you, so he had to go for the next best thing. what is a bit of cannibalism between demons, really? ]

Ah, sounds like you were their favorite.