Vosur didn't turn the sword he offered away from Ember, resolute in his expression. "I may be fool-hardy to give a weapon to a mage who just threatened my life... but you're more of a risk to those you ally with than to me if you were to use such a power here. Consider what materials hold this place together and who made this temporary cave for us to rest in, you think that such a spark of power is going to go without collateral damage? I gave you that weapon so you wouldn't need to use that power if we were to get attacked, now what you do... or attempt to do if you so wish... I don't really care as long as we reach for the point where we will need to part our paths." He glances to Dante before he shifts into a seated-back-against-the-wall position. "As for you, Padre, you brought that upon yourself. I could've let her rip you to shreds, but what good are you if you're dead? You have your own ambitions to live for, so I recommend you pull yourself together."