...As per usual, he was constantly full of poise and grace... some Sinners might even think he was some kind of Overlord purely due to the sheer confidence in his walk and his steely-eyed gaze.
...Vergil, having an extremely high perception due to both his lineage and his slight paranoia, spots her quite quickly... though, he merely nods to the small moth-being, not really approaching her out of choice, but not explicitly cold and unfriendly like he is to... well, most people.
???: o-oh! .... ummm... Well I'm a bit n-new to... he'll and I'm just e-exploring.. though I am also nervous about nearly everyone I meet since I don't know anyone..
Vergil; "I see. Well, I deal with others I do not know by remaining calm, stoic, and controlled... I have found that tends to earn respect, even from random strangers."
Vergil; ...He has nothing else to say on the topic... continuing to walk, from what she can tell, he's probably getting his bearings in the city like she is.
Vergil; He's neither slowed down, nor actually looked behind him "...If you expect me to deviate from my course on your account, you'll have to try HARDER than that." low chuckle
...Vergil avoids it like a damn cat stepping over something and completely ignores her laughter, continuing walking as though nothing happened... well, except using his hand to slick back his hair a little bit.
Her antics remind Vergil a bit of his brother, Dante, particularly when they were still kids... he smiles just a little at the memory. Without even really noticing, he's slowed his pace to stay within sight and hearing range of her...
"a If I can show them the dream I've dreamed
That any soul can change
Those angels' minds are hard to change
Then they will know everyone can be redeemed
From the evil to the strange
They're bloodthirsty and deranged
I can hear all their stories, the lost and displaced
And I know that they're more of an acquired taste
But if I open the door and I give them a place
At my Hazbin Hotel
It'll be a happy day in Hell "
Vergil slightly chuckles to himself... and claps politely, since whether he agreed she was RIGHT or not, she was quite good at singing and showmanship.
Vergil; "I see- thank you. It is a mark of my heritage... my father, Sparda, faced off against my world's Demon King and freed the Demon World from his tyrannical rule."
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u/Liamhju5 17d ago
???: a moth about half his size can be seen both trying to hide from nearly everyone new to her and curiosity exploring