Dante "Inferno" Zaragoza - Death'll find you... (xolotl) wrote in divisions,
"Yeah, seems it." Dante would nod in agreement, glancing at the table in the room - god, how many times had she been on those tables in her life? maybe sometime she should ask Hels to come with her... - a hand would shift, thumb pointing towards the table.
"Take a seat and let you get to work?" The answer was likely yes, and Dante was pulling off the jacket fully, folding it half and laying it over the back of a nearby chair before moving to sit in her tank top. It was always better to not wear sleeves just in case Doc or Marina noticed anything they might want to run blood tests for.
"Anything exciting while I was venturing coast to coast?" It was an attempt at levity and a desire to know more about the other woman's life if she wished to share.