The Brightest Emebr |Settling In|

[glow=white,1,400]WHAT PART OF LIVING SAYS YOU GOTTA DIE ? — [abbr=DANTE NORTHWEST, THE PITT, PITTIAN, 8 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Dante shrugged in response to Ember's comment about meeting Flame; he couldn't care whether he did or didn't, if he was honest. People came and went within The Pitt, that was just how life was, he was used to it. Though being a bit of a nosy motherfucker that he was, he was a bit curious as to who Flame was. Eh, maybe they would meet one day. "Maybe one day." He voiced his thoughts out loud, before he reached in his satchel to grab a cigarette and a lighter. "You want one?" He asked, lighting his cig and placed it in between his fangs, holding out a spare one to Ember - whether she accepted or not, he wouldn't mind. Not everyone enjoyed this shit.

Fuck. Dante inwardly cringed at Ember mentioned her son. I ain't good at this emotional shit. "Er.. Is he, uh. Just not around, or..? He asked, not entirely sure how to react. He didn't have any kids, or siblings, so he couldn't really relate to wanting a family around. It wasn't like he ever knew his mother, either, and he didn't particularly care for the she-cat that nursed him. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]