Her magic stutters and fizzles as Dante stops her short, and she panics a little as he drops to his knees again and lowers herself down to his side again, "Dante...."

"One would think," Jacob starts with an even, but reprimanding tone, "that someone who fought in the war would know that you can't help if you're dead. Rising from the dead isn't pleasant, you know. I heavily reccomend you don't die, if nothing else than to avoid that." he looks at bane again with a smirk, playful and yet slightly threatening. "And I also reccomend you sit down."

Chi gently and slowly bobs up and down with his humming a little, but it sounds like a pleasant hum at least