"Oh, perfect. Wouldn't want to waste all the money for my victory dinner on train fare." Bantering happens to be his specialty, thank you very much.

To the point about Vergil though, he suddenly looks a little less sure of himself. A little. He folds his arms and glances off to the distance for a moment before answering. "I've already run into him. He already knows," he says. "I'm not sure I want him showing up to watch us spar, is all."