As insane as it sounded, they were all right. Their must be something going on that's deeper than his having a relapse of some kind, and it didn't seem as if any of them were able to deal with things as good as he could. Then again, could he deal with them good, knowing that these hallucinations may not come from his own broken mind, but from some external force?<br/><br/>"I'm  sorry." He would say sincerely, offering Vergil his hand so they could have a friendly handshake, and to try and show their's no hard feelings any more. If he didn't shake after a few moments, his hand would return to his side.<br/><br/>"I know some place quiet we can go. It's a bit of a hike, though, but I guarantee you no one will overhear us, and nobody's liable to come barging in on us, either. Their's an old shrine near here. If you guys agree, I'll lead the way." He liked his idea, but If somebody else had a better one, he was willing to go with that.