For a second, Dante didn't respond. His crimson gaze rested on her, unreadable, his fingertips pressed together on the desk. Then, slowly, he leaned back in his chair. "So. You prefer to take them into the human world?" His tone was calm, but there was an edge of curiosity, almost testing.
Alina nodded lightly. "Yes, sir. There are safe places—parks, gardens, picnic spots where children can enjoy freely. I thought it might be easier for them… and educational, too."
There was silence. Gabriel glanced at her quickly, as though afraid she had overstepped. Miss Kelly folded her arms, waiting for Dante's judgment, while Professor Hobb scowled like the idea was already doomed.
Then Dante's lips curved, not into a smile, but into something sharper. "Forget the paperwork," he said at last, his voice deep enough to make the air stir. "I will prepare something myself." He inclined his head slightly, crimson eyes catching hers. "You may leave the arrangements to me."
