[ There's a brief moment of surprise at the offer. Truly, he figured he would dump the food off (if Vergil even took it in the first place) and then be on his way. About the last thing he expected was an invitation for a cup of tea. But it's certainly a welcome surprise and Maruki's expression brightens. He's not foolish enough to think he must be winning Vergil over, but this is a step in the right direction! ]
Yes, please. That would be lovely. Thank you! It is quite a long trip back to Leshy...
[ Which does beg the question how the food managed to stay so warm. But that's nothing a tiny bit of fire magic couldn't take care of!
Takuto steps into the entrance once Vergil moves to allow it and pauses to remove his boots at the door. Whether Vergil takes the food from him or Maruki carries it to the table himself, when his hands are free he loosens the light blue scarf so that the tails simply drape around his shoulders.
Giving a cursory glance around the apartment, he takes note of two things. The swords and the bookshelf. While the swords aren't too unusual (Maruki had figured Vergil to be a warrior of some kind) the books aren't exactly expected. Unfairly, Maruki had assumed because Vergil was a man of few words, he was also a man who didn't necessarily like words. But that doesn't seem to be the case. Instead Vergil is like a good novel, hiding away beneath a thick cover with a unique personality and story within the pages. Granted, this shelf could be decoration alone, but Maruki has to resist every urge to head over and start perusing the titles -- to eagerly look for a connection point, something they could chat about. But he'll be polite for now. He's not looking to get kicked out when he'd only just got invited!
Besides, he thinks he has a better idea at a first connection point -- something Vergil might be infinitely more comfortable with. It's not Maruki's particular interest since he leans heavily toward the intellectual, but he would be remiss if he didn't try to sharpen his skillset here. ]
Is it your preference to train alone, Mr. Vergil? Or would you perhaps be interested in a sparring partner? I know I might not look like much, but I assure you...I could be a worthy opponent. This world still allows me access to my powers.
[ He winces slightly. ]
Though my stamina is certainly not what it was back home. That's something I'm in great need to improve. It already proved dangerous during the Wild Hunt a month ago. I managed to save a few others, but I couldn't keep up against the fae for long and found myself surrounded.
[ Shaking his head, he gets back to the point. ]
But if you would be willing to offer your aid, I would be eternally grateful!
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Yes, please. That would be lovely. Thank you! It is quite a long trip back to Leshy...
[ Which does beg the question how the food managed to stay so warm. But that's nothing a tiny bit of fire magic couldn't take care of!
Takuto steps into the entrance once Vergil moves to allow it and pauses to remove his boots at the door. Whether Vergil takes the food from him or Maruki carries it to the table himself, when his hands are free he loosens the light blue scarf so that the tails simply drape around his shoulders.
Giving a cursory glance around the apartment, he takes note of two things. The swords and the bookshelf. While the swords aren't too unusual (Maruki had figured Vergil to be a warrior of some kind) the books aren't exactly expected. Unfairly, Maruki had assumed because Vergil was a man of few words, he was also a man who didn't necessarily like words. But that doesn't seem to be the case. Instead Vergil is like a good novel, hiding away beneath a thick cover with a unique personality and story within the pages. Granted, this shelf could be decoration alone, but Maruki has to resist every urge to head over and start perusing the titles -- to eagerly look for a connection point, something they could chat about. But he'll be polite for now. He's not looking to get kicked out when he'd only just got invited!
Besides, he thinks he has a better idea at a first connection point -- something Vergil might be infinitely more comfortable with. It's not Maruki's particular interest since he leans heavily toward the intellectual, but he would be remiss if he didn't try to sharpen his skillset here. ]
Is it your preference to train alone, Mr. Vergil? Or would you perhaps be interested in a sparring partner? I know I might not look like much, but I assure you...I could be a worthy opponent. This world still allows me access to my powers.
[ He winces slightly. ]
Though my stamina is certainly not what it was back home. That's something I'm in great need to improve. It already proved dangerous during the Wild Hunt a month ago. I managed to save a few others, but I couldn't keep up against the fae for long and found myself surrounded.
[ Shaking his head, he gets back to the point. ]
But if you would be willing to offer your aid, I would be eternally grateful!