Ophelia continued to inspect the market, unaware of Dante's plans with Alice.
"Aren't you in need of dresses for everyday wear? I don't mean to offend you, but the ones you came with do not suit you," said Dante.
"Why would they when they once belonged to Freya? The best dresses I have now are the ones you had made to come here. I can wear the old ones when-"
"No, you are to burn what belonged to Freya and get dresses that are made for you. Throw away even the shoes they sent you with," Dante said, walking ahead of Ophelia to find what would suit her. "You don't need what they sent you with anymore."
'"I don't," Ophelia agreed.
"You will not fight me on this? You wouldn't allow me to throw away a torn shirt, but you would allow me to toss what belonged to Freya?"
