[ laughter bubbles past dante's lips as he shakes his head, unable to resist giving zulius an incredulous look. it's strange to hear someone other than himself say he likes vergil's company, that someone other than himself wants to spend time around the grumpiest grumps to ever grump. he feels something ugly rear its head in the back of his mind, something jealous and possessive, and he takes a deep breath in pushing it back down. ]

Glad to hear it, really. He's never really been the kind of guy to go out and make friends, so having someone around that'll actually force him into social situations is good. I can't be doing all the heavy lifting on my own. [ vergil will forgive him for the necklace eventually, he is sure. ] I just like treating my friends.