[ it says a lot that vergil stays exactly where dante had dragged him as his grips loosen just enough to pick at the bits of debris in his brother's hair, the other lazily smooths down his back towards the rips and tears in his clothes. they could try to repair them, he thinks, or vergil will just buy some new clothes. ]

Hearing you loud and clear, Verg. [ he had known that the excursion resulted in his brother being transported to another place entirely having to fight off zombies he would have insisted on going along. ] No more excursions without me.

[ he listens quietly as vergil continues, leg hanging off the edge of the couch while his other all but brackets vergil against him. he continues to pick out bits of leaves, sticks, a little bit of gore from his brother's hair as he talks, expression going from curious to concerned within a blink of an eye. ]

Okay, definitely no more excursions without me. [ fingers find a particularly large hole in his brother's clothes and he pokes them through, finding the familiar line of vergil's spine underneath. ] I gotta say, I'm impressed you fought them off with your bare hands. But we really gotta get you in the habit of carrying some sort of weapon on you when you leave the shop, just in case something like that happens again.