"Right…"
Dante pressed his lips into a thin line. The problem had been on his mind ever since the last surgery, which is why he had yet to upgrade his bionic lung and kidneys. Upgrading his Iron Fist had given him a taste of what it feels like to have something inside you burn, but at least his hands could be replaced if they were damaged beyond repair. Things were different this time.
"I kinda thought of a solution, but it might be a little difficult to pull off."
Dante explained his plan, and Larry listened silently, his arms crossed with a frown on his face. Eliminating the anger completely was impossible, but they could mitigate it to a certain degree.
"I see…" With his gaze pinned to the ground, Larry seemed to give the matter some thought. He then heaved a long sigh. "Seriously, kid. First, you bring me an insane implant, then you tell me we have to do this?"
"Well, sorry about that."
Dante's apology earned him a stern glare from the lanky doctor.
