( God, if Nero actually gets himself tangled up in something that sets Vergil off to the point where nothing and no one else matters... he doesn't know if he has it in him to have to stop his brother yet again.

He will though. He always will. No matter how many times it rips his heart to shreds doing it. )

Whatever you say, kid.

( Huff on his lips, he shakes his head and steps over some of the debris having fallen off the building. It's nothing too bad — most of the housing here seemed to handle the damage relatively well minus the water damage, but. Some suffered a little, like the one he'd been working on fixing up prior to catching sight of Nero showing up.

Hopping off the pile of rubble and splashing into a rather shallow puddle, he makes his way around the building to see what the back looks like and, as expected, some of it's crumbled. Blowing out a sigh, he saunters his way on over to start working on that. )

Clean up crew! Hey, there's an idea. Devil May Clean. Maybe I'll start a new business up here.