[ He prepares himself for another round, weight shifted in such a way to spring for the Devil Sword sitting beside him. Probably a good idea to go again, really, could definitely lessen the veritable storm heading in the direction of the others. On second thought, no they made their own bed, they can sleep in it.

There is only a little bit of disappointment when Vergil turns, tension draining from his limbs as he finally gets up on to his feet. ]

Let me make a suggestion, [ Dante shrugs off his coat and ruined shirt, picking up the other spare from the duffle bag. ] How about you don't punish them with Yamato in hand. It might not have been the smartest thing to do, but they mean well.