[Dante was poised, ready to start cutting up meat for meals by the look of the things around him. Although it is really hard to tell when he's brandishing a weapon in the designated kitchen area like that. But considering how he's surrounded by food, it does look like he at least intends on doing some kind of cooking. He steps back, turning toward Peter with a curious and amused twist of his lips as he sees the guy coming toward him.]
What? This? It's just lettuce. It's not gonna hurt anyone.
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What? This? It's just lettuce. It's not gonna hurt anyone.
[He says while tossing a head of lettuce around.]