"I don't see anyone else here, and I have a feeling you don't keep that thing around for decoration."

Dante knows he's not welcome, but he just doesn't care. Under normal circumstances, that sai wouldn't be enough to kill him no matter where Raph puts it. Dante doesn't know how much he's recovered since this morning, but at the very worst, he'd just have to make sure he didn't get stabbed.

"Sheesh, you treat everyone you meet like this?" He does exactly as he asks, and puts his hands out in front of him.

"I'm not stupid enough to carry my guns in my pocket. A guy could shoot himself that way." Dante still has no idea how to keep his mouth shut and insists on digging himself deeper in an idiotic attempt to diffuse the situation.