"Sure, you say that now." Dante didn't trust the place or it's rules, or the man telling them to him. There was bound to be a catch, just like last time, and Dante wasn't looking to be in any cuffs or stocks.

Dante scoffed at Vergil's admonishment, glancing away as his weight shifted onto his other foot before blue eyes turned back to him, brow furrowing a little at the sudden action.

"Whoa.. You.. you sure? Isn't this like.. important or something?" Still, he took the page, turning it back and forth in his hand, eyeballing the elegant script.