Despite not speaking much to Anton, Dante didn't really think much of the incident, if only because murder attempts by close friends have become something of a regular occurrence in his life. At the very least, Anton had a legitimate reason for doing it, unlike the lot he hung out with back home. If anything, he had so much he wanted to ask. He just needed a good time to slip "what the hell was that thing you turned into" into a conversation. Sadly, these last few weeks have been far busier than he's used to dealing with.

"So from what I'm getting, this is just another reason to kill this son of a bitch." Of course, he went straight for the simple and brutish answer, but after what the enemy did, he can't help but have a one-track mind. "So I guess the question now is, why bother? All something like this would do is piss people off. I mean sure, 'ol Mal is a sick bastard, but keeping the dead around like this? Seems like a bit much for another one of his little taunts."