[It would not be unwise for Nero to learn how to more effectively wield the Yamato. Vergil hardly possesses any intention of being separated from his blade again and Nero seems to have little interest in it (at least so long as Vergil is around), but there still yet may come a time when the Yamato serves as the line between life and death to a descendant of Sparda once more. And regardless, it is Nero's to inherit some day, and for his own progeny to inherit after him. He ought to know its power and how to properly wield it in case Vergil is not that to ensure such knowledge and skill is not forgotten.]
[But now is not that time to be so prudent. There are more immediate matters for them to concern themselves with than that. Vergil simply nods to the suggestion, not commenting on the merits of Nero trying one way or another. Straightened out, he takes a few steps away from Nero to provide himself with space to work.]
[Yamato has never felt quite so heavy in his hands before. Not even a child can he recall it feeling like this. Still, he draws the blade, slicing the air to draw open the portal. Little criticism can be given to his form. Even if Vergil's swings are slower to avoid potentially setting him off-balance again, he maintains his form. Tempting as it is to hold his breath until success or failure makes itself known, Vergil continues to match and maintain his breath as something alongside his movement. He draws a long, slow exhale until Yamato is fully sheathed, not allowing his posture to slack until the portal opens before him as expected.]
[He looks back to Nero, and waits for him rather than immediately stepping through.]
It would behoove you to learn one day, but it is not necessary today.
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[But now is not that time to be so prudent. There are more immediate matters for them to concern themselves with than that. Vergil simply nods to the suggestion, not commenting on the merits of Nero trying one way or another. Straightened out, he takes a few steps away from Nero to provide himself with space to work.]
[Yamato has never felt quite so heavy in his hands before. Not even a child can he recall it feeling like this. Still, he draws the blade, slicing the air to draw open the portal. Little criticism can be given to his form. Even if Vergil's swings are slower to avoid potentially setting him off-balance again, he maintains his form. Tempting as it is to hold his breath until success or failure makes itself known, Vergil continues to match and maintain his breath as something alongside his movement. He draws a long, slow exhale until Yamato is fully sheathed, not allowing his posture to slack until the portal opens before him as expected.]
[He looks back to Nero, and waits for him rather than immediately stepping through.]
It would behoove you to learn one day, but it is not necessary today.