The hairy giant grunted at his subordinate then shifted his gaze back to Finn. The tension surrounding them underwent a subtle change. A few seconds later, it seemed to vanish entirely as the giant drew his hand back and let out a hearty laugh.
"Sorry, kid. Didn't mean to scare you." He said. "A buddy of mine had a kid who looks just like you. He ran away from home a couple of years ago, you see. Been worried sick about him all this time."
"Maybe you need to get your eyes checked, old man," Dante said. "Does my kid brother look like some street rat to you?"
"Right..." glancing down at him, the giant then looked back at Finn. "This one doesn't have the ports. Guess no one split his skull yet."
"The fuck?"
