The more Dante learned about Riot, the more he realized that the big guy had some really nasty luck. Learning that you have a heart disease just as you achieved mastery over your martial arts, having to choose between death and walking into a road bock. Building a home only for an accursed Genome to destroy it, then some punk comes in and kicks you while you're down. Most people wouldn't be able to get back up after suffering all of that, so one couldn't blame him for giving up and drinking his life away.
Dante had seen that rock bottom himself, and so he believed he knew exactly how the big guy felt.
-Nope. You are nothing alike.-
Putting all of that aside, Dante was pleased with the result of his experiment. Not only does his upgraded implants prevent CDR, but they also fix the damage that had already been done. They worked even better than in his case, dealing with the problem right away instead of fixing it over a few days.
