Dante's eyes narrowed and she whirled on Light, lips turned down in a scowl.
"You fool! I warned you not to use my name!" she hissed, keeping her voice low. For the love of whatever gods there were, if the girl remembered that, her plans were ruined! It was only her centuries of restraint that kept her from losing her temper then and there, and turning her alchemy on the boy.
It was only a small mistake, she told herself. But she had grown beyond the time where mistakes were alright.
"And I wish to know because if her eyes can be fixed, she can be of use to me."