The Devil May Cry office was silent. It was mostly empty, save for you and Dante. By this point, a few months had passed since the events in Fortuna, but to this day, Dante finds that he has a few thoughts he couldn't just shake off for once.

At first, he tries to keep these suspicions to himself. But as the days flew by, he feels as if he needed to ask someone about this and get another person's opinion on it. What if it was all just in his head? What if you just call him crazy?

Taking a deep breath, he sets down the shotgun he was cleaning and cleared his throat, "So... You saw how the Yamato reacted with Nero's arm, right?" He began, carefully wording his words.

"You think... Nero might be related to him?"