[Nero gives a huff that's mostly forced because it's expected, and makes room for her. It's not like he needs the bed, anyway. He's fit as a fiddle, as always. Even got both arms.

Since everyone keeps asking about it.

Somehow his arm ends up behind her anyway, as if to keep her propped up.]

What? Come on. Even to me? When have I ever broken your trust? [There's surprise and maybe a little insult there. As if sibling rivalry's something he's new to. She'd know better than anyone besides Dante.

Oh. Sweet. She's giving in.]

They sound lame. [It's that simple to him, with a wave of his hand. Ugh. Speaking of Dante --]

Alive, I guess, which is about the most anyone can ask of him. [No, this isn't his favorite topic. Still.] I don't know what the hell he gets to in Thorne all day. That place sounds boring as fuck.