Vergil looked up, arching one of his dark brows before setting back to work. The floors nearly wiped him out completely but stubbornness compelled him to try and keep up with his new friend. Once the floors got mostly done with half the house, he helped Danny clean off the furnature and moved it back in, nearly dropping the table because of hos his arms ached, but he refused to give up. Once everything was back inside and he had taken to sitting in one of the chairs that came with the table in the dining room with his head down on the table catching his breath.

Hes never sweat this much in his life, much less never worked this hard without demons involved. "Like my body is on fire... if I am totally honest." He pushed himself up then and popped his neck. "Come on, if you want to, Im going to find that hot spring before my muscles realize I sat down." he expected pain to come tonight. He left the shirt but headed towards the back door that was still propped open.