After taking a good, close look at Seren's shell he holds out his own for inspection. He wasn't sure it compared to her own as it had been one of the first he'd found; his drill-shell of streaked blues. Regardless, he was still proud for his first shell contest.
"I think you probably have a better chance of catching a dragon with your shell, huh." Dante laughs as he holds up his hands in surrender with the ghost of a shrug.