Dante didn't speak.
Not because he didn't have something to say
But because the moment Camille's eyes opened, he understood one thing clearly.
If he said the wrong thing now
He might not be talking to her anymore.
The shift wasn't dramatic.
No sudden movement. No visible transformation.
But something had changed.
Subtly.
Completely.
Camille blinked once, slow, deliberate.
Like she was adjusting to the world instead of the other way around.
The girl beside them noticed it too.
Her stance shifted, weight redistributing slightly, ready alert.
"Camille," she said carefully.
Camille turned her head.
Too smoothly.
Too precisely.
"Yes?" she replied.
Her voice was calm.
Controlled.
But there was something beneath it now
Something that didn't feel entirely human.
Dante stepped forward.
"Look at me."
She did.
Immediately.
And that was the problem.
No hesitation.
No resistance.
Just… compliance.
"You went too far," he said.
Camille tilted her head slightly.
