[ That earned a blank look as her brain briefly flat-lined. It didn't compute. ]

What?

[ Would you like to restart? Yes? ]

Thanks! I thought it would look nice but my da--DANTE?

[ Restart complete. ]

You're not Dante. Dante is...well. He's bigger. And has more uh... [ She touches her chin, tapping it a few times. ] Scruff? And muscle. And...taste... [ she wrinkles her nose, finally giving Young!Dante a full once-over. What was he thinking with those hideous pants? ]

Are you another relative?

Christ, they're crawlin' outta the fuckin' woodworks anymore. Oh wait! Are you Ne--no...no he's prettier. You're still sort of more on the Dant--OH MY GOD ARE YOU DANTE'S KID?!

[ Part horror, part excitement, part disappointment. She wasn't sure about two of the three - she didn't have any exclusive claim to the man, after all. ]