[Obviously, there's no easy answer. Dante and Vergil had been struggling with the same thing all their lives, even if he doesn't know the specifics or just how profoundly they'd been affected by the nature of their blood, the danger it poses, and the obligation it represents. The only real answer is for Nero to be patient and calm: two things he pretty much sucks at.

He longs to take Vergil's statement that they are there to protect him as reassurance, but it comes with a fatal hole that he can't reconcile.]

That goes both ways. I'm not gonna sit back and let anybody else take over protecting what's mine to protect. And I'm really not gonna let anybody else die for my sake.

[He gives Vergil a serious look.]

If we're doing it together, then we're all together. Don't leave me behind or put me on the sidelines. Let me help you, too.