The Sentinels we were made of lightning

Dante had not yet spoken with Lasher and still harbored his feelings close, knowing the time would come when he would express them.  In this moment, however, when he heard the call he approached silently.  Dispassionately he looked upon Caiaphas, yet did not come too close, preferring to stay and listen in the background for the moment. If there was to be a war, he would not allow himself to sit back idly and in the dark.  He did not glance at his fellow leader but instead kept his attention on the one who would likely speak first.