Dante approached Brock, it was clear he was not in a chippy mood and needed some cheering on, that was what Dante intended to do.
He didn't hate or dislike Brock, he had no reason to.
"Are you alright?" Dante asked, Lucien hung back and relied on his enhanced hearing to help him listen in on their conversation.
"What do you care? Get lost. I bet you don't want to be seen with me either…" Brock had returned to his defensive self.
"Either?" Dante thought to himself upon hearing this, he has only seen Brock with one other person and that was Scarlett so naturally, Dante assumed he was talking about Scarlett.
"You're right, I don't care much for strangers…" Dante said while leaning back.
"They're all the same…" Brock thought to himself as he expected Dante to walk away instead Dante stretched forth his hand.
"... But I do care very much about my friends so how about we become that? I'm Dante…" Dante officially introduced himself and Brock was still in shock.