[ There's a pause, but only for a moment, before Dante let's out a sudden laugh. Good-humored to the last, even in the least appropriate situations, it would seem. ]

Hey now, I made my offer with the purest of intentions.

[ He rubs the stubble on his chin. ]

But not everyone is open to such pragmatic negotiations. Ah well. Can't win 'em all, am I right? I hear sleeping outside under the stars builds character.