"That's some sound logic, lady." He sighed and closed his eyes, holding the pizza above his head and lowering it slowly and then biting it. Oh goddamn. Fucking pizza. It was the best thing he'd tasted in two whole days. He was taking another one with him on the bus, to hell with what they said. And he was going to smuggle something into that take out bag. Something.

He watched her as he ate. She was... well, soulless. He knew soulless. He'd stomped enough demons into the floor to knew when something was... empty. Whatever this woman was (besides unblinking, unwavering, and mildly attractive), she was not human, or at least new to the whole human thing. The not having a soul became apparent by her speech. Robotic. Man, without powers to bust shit up, Dante seemed to be learning a lot of shit he wouldn't have cared about otherwise.

"You got a name, freak?"