She certainly looks the part of a feudal Japanese samurai, pale blue kimono with a spider-lily motif across it, ragged scarves tied around her sleeves...and of course, the pair of katana. Her eyes flick down to where Vergil grips his own sword in hungry anticipation. So serious, this one! Kind of reminds her of a certain former apprentice of hers.

"Do you need one?" She shrugs, undeterred. "I've been itching for a good fight since I got here and you look like a great opponent." Besides, with her Heroic Spirit abilities nullified, any powers he has will be too; it'll be a pure duel between two highly-skilled practitioners of the blade, if this guy is as good as Musashi thinks he might be.