Twelve years?!  It felt like twelve seconds to him but considering the shape he had been in when Dia had found him, it somehow also didn't surprise him to hear it after he had a chance to process it, his glacial blue eyes closing slowly as he simply nodded.  The girl's name seemed to fit at least, figuring it was short for something much bigger since demons and Devils that actually had names had a perchance for long winded titles and convoluted names that were nearly impossible to say for most people, although some chose simple but no less odd names since a Devil's name was important when it came to summoning them to the other side for whatever reason.  Of course, then you had your escapees that came through portals of their own design despite needing a fair bit of strength to accomplish such a feat if a portal wasn't handy or within easy reach.  Still, he kept his attention fully on the succubus half breed, filing away everything she had to say for later use until she dropped the mother of all bombs in his lap.  The sole reason he had wanted all that power, slain by his brother and some demonic underling?!  His cold demeanor slipped as he sat straight up as if he'd been shot and stared down Dia, or tried to anyway.  Normally such a bomb would have been met with a very well aimed and lightning fast strike from Yamato while he questioned such information with his sword buried in the offender's guts, much as he had done to Arkham in the Temi-ni-gru long ago....now.  Barring that, a telekinetic blue sword appeared and stopped just shy of cutting the woman's head clean off., but it did draw a thin line as he was just able to hold himself back from completing the move with the power of his will made physically manifest.<br/><br/>"The only thing holding me back from cutting your head off right now is the fact you saved my life and kept me alive for twelve years, as you say.  However, just because I owe you a life debt does not mean I will take lies from you or anyone else.  If I find out you've told me such a tale, rest assured I won't start at your neck next time."  The sword disappeared but the damage done remained for only a few seconds before the blood and the cut disappeared without a trace, confirming her demonic nature if nothing else hadn't by then.  He couldn't do that trick again for a while, but Dia didn't need to know that as he hid the drain on his strength relatively well as his icy demeanor fell back into place, although the fact that Mundus might truly be dead by his brother's hand had shaken him up considerably.  That he couldn't hide from his glacial blue eyes, although Vergil tried all the same.  "What else has happened in my twelve years of sleep after the rude welcome I received upon my arrival Dia?"