[ It's not quite a laugh, not quite agreement, not quite a scoff. Vergil nods as he takes the Yamato back, hands the cane over. There is a sort of...peace, that settles in his chest when he has her back in his hand; whether that's simply relief at the return of his singular companion throughout the trials faced in his lifetime or something else, he isn't quite sure.
To be so faced with the notion that even shattered, she would find her way back to him... Was it chance? Or something else?
He doesn't want to dwell on it. What matters is that he knows, now, and that the Yamato is back where she belongs. ]
Thank you. For showing me this.
[ And he turns, steps away. Whether for a purpose or just to put some distance between them is unknown, but at least he's begun the motion. ]
[ It was a bit of a romantic notion, that the Yamato would always try to be there for them, wasn't it? V was certain that it was a piece of him alone; Vergil wouldn't be so foolish to cling to such things, at least not as visible as what V allowed to show. But still, it settled a little piece of himself to hold his cane again and think that yes, even in this shattered state, the Yamato was with him in her own way. ]
You're welcome.
[ V leaned against his cane, watching Vergil as he steps away, a wry smirk crossing his lips. Oh yes, he knew that in some ways his very existence was not welcoming for his parent? whole self? even though they were mostly the same person. He was more open about his humanity since that was what he was, but they were still in their core, the same.
But. There were some things he will speak about if Vergil did not voice it. ]
Yes. I feel there are several matters we should speak on, but the one that I feel is pressing the most right now is... concerning the boy. More specifically Nero's mother. Should he be told the truth or no?
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[ It's not quite a laugh, not quite agreement, not quite a scoff. Vergil nods as he takes the Yamato back, hands the cane over. There is a sort of...peace, that settles in his chest when he has her back in his hand; whether that's simply relief at the return of his singular companion throughout the trials faced in his lifetime or something else, he isn't quite sure.
To be so faced with the notion that even shattered, she would find her way back to him... Was it chance? Or something else?
He doesn't want to dwell on it. What matters is that he knows, now, and that the Yamato is back where she belongs. ]
Thank you. For showing me this.
[ And he turns, steps away. Whether for a purpose or just to put some distance between them is unknown, but at least he's begun the motion. ]
You wanted to discuss something?
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You're welcome.
[ V leaned against his cane, watching Vergil as he steps away, a wry smirk crossing his lips. Oh yes, he knew that in some ways his very existence was not welcoming for his parent? whole self? even though they were mostly the same person. He was more open about his humanity since that was what he was, but they were still in their core, the same.
But. There were some things he will speak about if Vergil did not voice it. ]
Yes. I feel there are several matters we should speak on, but the one that I feel is pressing the most right now is... concerning the boy. More specifically Nero's mother. Should he be told the truth or no?