( Smile on his lips, he chuckles, shake of his head to follow. )

I said kind of. It’s a figure of speech. Don’t take it so literal, Verge.

( It’s just familiar and something he’s grown used to, if even unwillingly, over the years. Routine as they say. Even when he’d followed after his brother to the underworld, he knew there would be demons waiting to try their luck on the sons of Sparda. Foolish on their part, like always, but just another day that ended in y. Only difference was, he had his brother alongside him instead of the others.

It sucks they had to leave Nero behind as they did, but. He knew they’d figure a way back to the human realm. As if anything or any place could ever really defeat him or his brother. At least Nero’s here now, just… away from Kyrie, his friends, and the orphans, which he knows is hard for him sometimes. To have the chance to be with your father finally but unable to be with your lady love… gotta hurt some days. He knows it does — has seen the kid get gloomy about it. Talk about a double-edged sword.

Licking the sauce off the fork, he shrugs. )

Also, I did leap. After you. Whether or not this place is permanent, you’re here and that’s all I’ve really wanted.

( To have his brother back. )

If you weren’t, I wouldn’t have got to make you this super amazing lasagna that is probably your favorite dish ever now.

( Teasing some, but. He’s also quite proud that Vergil likes his dish. )