The atmosphere had gotten too depressing. Too serious. It was a shame, and getting sympathy from the kid wasn’t exactly helping.
"Bah, luck is for the weak, and it really doesn’t matter when there are more important things to do,"
He figured and looked away as he waited for the youth to get moving.
"Don’t jinx that shit," Nero noted, but didn’t press further. He didn’t like thinking much about the mess of a family he was part of - no matter which version of it in question.
Rolling his shoulders slightly as if to shake some invisible weight off them, he continued walking, giving Dante some silence to get over whatever was going on inside his head.