"Alright" He shifted his footing just a bit, the way he does when he fights to, always needing to change how he stands when he does something new. Once he has the bow on the violin again. he let the music flow free, his blue eyes closing as he played. It was good for him to let go of some of the weight, and the hate. It made him see more like Sparda and Dante, see the beauty of the world around him.