[ he is not dignifying that with a response, in fact he doesn't reply at all and simply waits the hour it takes for vergil to come back home. what did he do during that hour? well, none of your business that's what. what matters is dante smells the pizza and he's damn hungry so he emerges from his room in search of it, only to find vergil determinedly cutting up the pizza and avoiding dante's gaze.
something's up.
he leans against the kitchen doorway, arms crossed across his chest, notably missing his coat. ]
no subject
something's up.
he leans against the kitchen doorway, arms crossed across his chest, notably missing his coat. ]
Alright, spill it. What happened?