"Why are you staring at me like that?"
"I don't know, you know…you're quite the looker Iris."
"Where did that come from!?"
"I was just thinking, what if your partner thought you were cute or something…? Maybe that'd explain the attempts at trying to get along?"
"Wha-what would give you that idea!? No one's even talked to me up to now without it being chatter from the crowd…"
"I mean, think about it. You said he was the only person who tried to speak to you, if things are the way I suspect, you've closed yourself off from speaking with practically anyone…"
"E-even so, that doesn't mean I don't necessarily want others to talk to…it's just…"
Her face began to turn red as a drop of sweat slowly fell from her forehead, the thought of Dante being interested in her swirled within her mind at an abrasive speed.
"Wait…him trying to work together…and get closer…you don't think…!?"
She covered her face quickly at the thought and shook her head in disbelief, she'd often wondered about what it'd be like to be fawned over by someone, but not someone like him. She let out a whimper as her head hit the table in embarrassment from the thought and Alma gave her a pat on the shoulder for reassurance.
"Hey now, I didn't say that's what it was. It's just a possibility. I think you should give the guy a chance, he wants to work with you and seems willing to work out your differences…why not do the same?"
"Hmm…"