it doesn't occur to him now that look on his face is that of panic, of wide-eyed fear that vergil was about to remember something he shouldn't. that something will come and shatter what little good they have been them. maybe he is terrified of it? of there being some sort of memory that will cause vergil to distance himself from him, that will throw wide the rift between them once more. ]
Yeah, [ dante doesn't sound convinced and he doesn't let go not until vergil's hand comes up to rest of his arm, the weight enough to snap him from the unending onslaught of what if. he breathes out, letting go of the other man's shoulders as he forces himself to take a step back. ] Sorry.
[ he runs a hand through his hair. ]
I won't lie to you, thought you were about to remember something rough for a second there.
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it doesn't occur to him now that look on his face is that of panic, of wide-eyed fear that vergil was about to remember something he shouldn't. that something will come and shatter what little good they have been them. maybe he is terrified of it? of there being some sort of memory that will cause vergil to distance himself from him, that will throw wide the rift between them once more. ]
Yeah, [ dante doesn't sound convinced and he doesn't let go not until vergil's hand comes up to rest of his arm, the weight enough to snap him from the unending onslaught of what if. he breathes out, letting go of the other man's shoulders as he forces himself to take a step back. ] Sorry.
[ he runs a hand through his hair. ]
I won't lie to you, thought you were about to remember something rough for a second there.