[Altius, meanwhile, very obviously turns up his coat's collar against the cold as he eyes the snow. Miserable weather, in his opinion.]

If I had to guess, I'd say it's all similar quality, [he says, somewhat resigned as he shoves his hands into his pockets.] The locals seem to be... very consistent, amongst themselves.

[Which is to say they're all following the same programming, or however else they'd like to think of it.]

I suppose it's an improvement from their behavior before. There might be a chance at something decent somewhere, even if just by accident.

[His eyes flick to the flames on Dante's head as he walks alongside them. If only they gave off more heat... What's the point of having such an effect if you can't even get the benefits...?]