[Nero's turned around to tidy up the laundry area, though he pauses once it's apparent Dante isn't actually leaving yet. He gazes at his uncle's back and cracks the tiniest of smiles.]

To Dad? [He thinks about it a moment.] I'd tell him that you want to talk, but you're worried about being misunderstood. So I'd ask if he could listen to you and let you finish before he takes any conclusions from it. Just like with me and him.

Something like that.