[dante feels like he should have expected loki to react in one way or another, but he didn't expect the sharp blade pushing into his skin and connecting to bone. for all that he can heal quickly, dante is still in many ways human. he lets out a wheeze of pain, looking down and seeing the blood pool into the hands that he's brought up towards it.]
[way to catch him off guard.]
[it's never without pain really, and when loki pulls the blade out it hurts even more. dante takes a few steps back to stare at the other in mild disbelief, the rupture within stings, but his demonic powers have already started stitching up the damage.]
—son of a bitch.
[with a heavy huff of air exhaled through his lips, dante but shrugs his shoulders and straightens his back, the wound already mended despite the blood and tear on his clothes.]
That make you feel better?
[there is no aggression from his part. one, two steps forward towards loki, arms spread out.]
no subject
[way to catch him off guard.]
[it's never without pain really, and when loki pulls the blade out it hurts even more. dante takes a few steps back to stare at the other in mild disbelief, the rupture within stings, but his demonic powers have already started stitching up the damage.]
—son of a bitch.
[with a heavy huff of air exhaled through his lips, dante but shrugs his shoulders and straightens his back, the wound already mended despite the blood and tear on his clothes.]
That make you feel better?
[there is no aggression from his part. one, two steps forward towards loki, arms spread out.]
You can take another stab at it if you want.