Dante watched her coolly. Whatever anger was building in his chest had subsided enough to hear what she had to say. So she wasn't a filthy upper-crust brat. He made a mock bow towards her, but by then she'd already jumped off the building.

"Well my paologies, [i]princess[/i], but whatever secrets you're keeping i'm going to find them out." he replied, though at least he wasn't snapping demands at her anymore. Still... 

the bell chimed for lunch and Dante watched the young girl walk off. He stood there, still as a statue, his eyes narrowed as the breeze lightly caught his shocking white hair. This day had been interesting to say the least... and he still had work to do.

[@Arista]