Shannon had, by that point, pulled himself up to the sink and retrieved his own glass of water. Had even refilled it by the time Roze was done, giving no interruptions as she stumbled along explaining her relationship and what it meant for her and Dante. He could kind of understand it, even if it was the only sort of thing he heard about as a complication to some kind of case; even then, it wasn't quite on the level of mutual reaching out. That part about Dante being a half-demon wasn't quite something he was going to process just right now, especially since he remembered hearing that didn't actually mean anything here.

He finally set the glass down and gave a shrug. "So... this Dante won't come and beat me up for macking on you? To be honest, I'm not looking for any kind of long-term sappy relationship, but it sounds like you're in the same boat anyway. Just some fun, right?"