[ when some of vergil's memories are literal bomb threats, it's no surprise that dante can't relax fully. especially not when vergil can't exactly control what might trigger them--and especially when he's decidedly set on the idea of keeping one of the biggest triggers he has close. ]

If worst comes to worst, I suppose there is always somewhere outside of city limits. There's a forest out there, we would just... have to avoid damage to any major areas, lest we get in trouble for it. [ nero has his fight club and that's probably the best bet, once they both learn of it.

For the moment, though, vergil blinks as dante mentions he used to threaten it. he hadn't remembered that part. really? ]

You must have been on my case pretty hard for me to threaten it quite so often. Bit of a wild child, were you. [ he asks in a tone that... almost sounds teasing, as he tips his head back.
an actual smirk moving up his face. ] Perhaps you weren't crying while I was fixing your wooden blade.
But you certainly were when I returned it to you.