[He hesitates to answer for a brief moment. It's not because he finds the idea abhorrent to the extreme end of things or mildly disagreeable on the lesser, but Vergil has a brief moment where he doubts it to be a sincere suggestion. Poetry does not appear to particularly appealing to Nero, and while he has demonstrated effort in reading through the books Vergil brings him that were among Beatrice's favorites, that is a bit different. Nero's mother is not here. He cannot form a connection with her in really any other manner than through Vergil's memories of her or by reading the books she loved. Nero does not need to rely upon such similar methods to know Vergil. He is right here for him to know and learn. Whatever investigation into Vergil's choices in literature remain far more superficial then, and it is of little consequence if it's not an interest Nero can develop for himself.]
[But Nero is honest perhaps to a fault, and it is not truly within his character to say anything he does not mean.]
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[But Nero is honest perhaps to a fault, and it is not truly within his character to say anything he does not mean.]
[Vergil nods a little.]
If you'd like.