"I don't like dust either," Dante said pointedly. "There's a reason why I work in a sterile environment." If Sora could see his house, he'd see just how clean and meticulous Dante was. But he never let anyone into the house. "Staying away from red meat because of your heart?" he asked curiously.
Sora gave another shrug not the least bothered by Dante's tone, he'd gotten use to it after a while. Considering how much Yag was also at the house now, his usual cheery attitude was as consistent as always. Rubbing idly at his chest he shook his head, "No, figured if I have to rush into the water rather not be half in a food coma. Which is what's bound to happen if I start eating a burger or some of that sausage. You planning on actually socializing when I go back on duty?" A part of him felt guilty about leaving his friend to fly solo if that was the case.











