[ dante lifts his head to look over at vergil, expression almost deadly serious at the question. honestly? he'd loved to be lying because it is definitely something that dante would do but in this? nope, there is no lie. ]

If they figured out that you've got a half-demon under your roof? Probably. [ he cleans off what he can without water, shifting his weight and moving over to the sink. ] Blood is a component in a lot of magic-based things, the more potent the blood the stronger whatever you're trying to do can be. Demonic blood is pretty fucking potent, and the demons back home... [ his voice drifts off almost considering whether or not he should even say this. ] Let's just say in order to become King of the Underworld it involves growing a fruit made out of human blood. The more they ingest the stronger they are.

[ blue eyes glance over at vergil, searching his expression for any sort of recognition, a twitch in his face that tells dante another memory has slipped through the cracks. ]

For the record? I don't drink blood. [ just in case he was wondering. ] But being part human makes my blood exceptionally potent. So yeah, if someone figured it out I'm sure you might have someone digging through the trash for my blood soaked shirt.