Danny would get more done, but Vergil was learning as he worked and that in itself was rewarding even if it made his arms ache, it made what Clint had told him on the network ring in his mind. Work on his arm strength. So, he worked through it. "Stubborn knows stubborn." he spoke playfully

He nodded when Danny told him to use the other pan. Soaking the towel again he set to scrubbing more. Focusing on the motion and getting the dirt out. He cried his first night there, silently sobbing into a pillow over everything that had happened, and he swore then he wouldn't ever shed tears again. Despite the burning in his arms and the emotional whiplash of having to do such work to make his own new place livable he refused to be ruled by his emotions. Working quickly to get as much done as he could.