"Still can't find anythin' you like, kiddo?"
Snapping out of his daze, Dante looked to his left and immediately regretted doing so. He didn't want to believe that he hated people based on a characteristic they couldn't change, but for some reason, his hatred for short people seemed to be growing fast.
He found the one standing beside him was especially unpleasant. Not only was he barely four feet tall, most of his body was covered in log grade bionics. His eyes being a bunch of glowing lenses, and his arms were long mechanical horrors without an outer shell, which left the messy internals exposed. Despite all the modifications, the little man chose to keep his bald head the way it is, and that long beard of his seemed like it hadn't been washed since the day it started to grow.
Suppressing a grimace, Dante shook his head.
"Nothing so far."
