Even thought it had already been a while since Nero had talked with Vergil, the young man had found himself oddly worried about the whole thing. If this guy was really Dante's brother... He shook his head. Now wasn't the time to be thinking...no, it was, but the problem lay in the fact that he didn't know
what to think first. The whole situation was confusing. And...he didn't want anyone else getting involved. He needed to make sure that Kyrie wasn't around while this was happening, he didn't want her getting hurt. He was sure that if Vergil found out that Kyrie was with him that he'd leave her alone, but he didn't want to take that chance.
He snorted with a small chuckle. "Damn, I'm gonna kill myself from worry if this keeps up," he mumbled, a small smirk gracing his lips before he pulled out Blue Rose, twirling the revolver. This whole situation was screwed up, but that didn't matter right now, both he and Vergil wanted answers from each other, and so, answers they would get.
It was just a matter of when the hell they were going to meet up that would prove to be the ultimate question. The current wielder of Yamato stretched as he stood, still twirling Blue Rose while he walked outside, finally holstering the firearm. Fortuna was slowly beginning to rebuild...things were going to be...well, it wasn't going to be like it used to, he was going to make that much certain. But things were going to be better, he was going to make sure of that.