Vergil raises an eyebrow at first. Ignoring for the moment how impossible it would be to get his shirt on after transforming, the notion that carrying it while transformed would somehow draw more attention is absurd. He's fairly certain his non-human appearance at the time of transformation would serve well enough in drawing attention from others all on its own that the shirt wouldn't likely register at all. Except for his family who would perhaps be more prone to piecing everything together, which would provide Dante with ammunition for at least a month and likely a degree of emotional scarring for Nero.

"So, I have merely planted the seeds for more devious schemes," Vergil says, his hand moving to hold Mizu's chin instead. Vergil gives her face a playful shake at her hypothetical plans for stealing all of his clothes in mock disapproval. "I know you to be plainly useless in protecting my remaining virtue, but that you would even consider sending me home naked or very nearly naked for your own gain..."

Vergil turns her face aside by the time he's done shaking it. But he only turns it aside for the sole purpose of leaning up and kissing her cheek as he wraps his arm back around her.

"I suppose Kai is not the only one being spoiled rotten around here if you're coming up with ideas like that and speaking of them so confidently," he teases, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth before settling back.