"You men and your obsession with using violence." Dante shook her head and finally approached the girl. If she was damaged, she was completely out of the question! Damaged goods were useless.
But at least she could be fixed, though it sounded as though Light had no intention of allowing that to happen. They'd simply have to make do.
There was a calculating look in Dante's eyes that melted into something almost fond. Blythe truly was lovely. And so young and fresh....
"She is a pretty little thing." Dante reached out to gently caress Blythe's cheek, letting her fingers mover over the girl's soft skin like a lover. Such soft skin. Such pretty hair.