dante all but stills, eyes widening, he shifts closer and takes vergil by the shoulders as though the motion itself would be enough to stop the memory from bleeding through. there is no gentle way to tell him about that; the fruit, urizen, about v, or any of that. one question would lead into the another, into mallet island, into temen-ni-gru, into that fateful night where their mother died, into where was their father why wasn't he there why didn't he stop it. but he can't stop the memories, no matter how hard he might try, they'll keep coming and dante made the resolve not to lie to him that same night vergil asked him to stay. ]
Not exactly. [ the shirt is forgotten, dropped to the floor between them. ] It's more complicated than that.
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dante all but stills, eyes widening, he shifts closer and takes vergil by the shoulders as though the motion itself would be enough to stop the memory from bleeding through. there is no gentle way to tell him about that; the fruit, urizen, about v, or any of that. one question would lead into the another, into mallet island, into temen-ni-gru, into that fateful night where their mother died, into where was their father why wasn't he there why didn't he stop it. but he can't stop the memories, no matter how hard he might try, they'll keep coming and dante made the resolve not to lie to him that same night vergil asked him to stay. ]
Not exactly. [ the shirt is forgotten, dropped to the floor between them. ] It's more complicated than that.