[Vergil dismisses the flavoring as the issue by saying,] I do not really possess a sweet tooth.
[Dessert has never been much of a priority for Vergil since he was a child. If he's hungry after a meal, he just has more of the meal rather than seeking out dessert or some kind of snack.]
It is just odd to see you have put so much forethought into something.
[Asking Vergil not to think too much about something is like asking him not to breathe, but he does ultimately let the matter go.]
Go, [he says by way of giving Dante permission to leave and clean himself up. Before he does though, Vergil puts his hand briefly over the hand on his shoulder so that he might sincerely say,] And thank you, Dante.
( Looking back to his brother, hand still there on Vergil's shoulder, he smiles warmly... then goes and wraps his arms around his brother's neck, giving him a big old hug from the side. Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze. )
I love you, too, Verge.
( To which he then drops an extra loud kiss to the top of his big bro's head. Despite the corniness of it, the sentiment is genuinely sincere. )
[Vergil's nose wrinkles immediately the moment he's pulled into the embrace. His expression only scrunches further by the time he's receiving a kiss to the top of his head. He squirms, pushing on his brother wherever he might find purchase, swatting where he cannot, to get him to stop and wriggle his way out of the hold. The sentiment is not lost upon Vergil, but that does not mean that he's any more receptive to Dante's extremely theatrical displays of affection like this.]
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[Dessert has never been much of a priority for Vergil since he was a child. If he's hungry after a meal, he just has more of the meal rather than seeking out dessert or some kind of snack.]
It is just odd to see you have put so much forethought into something.
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( To which he claps a hand down on his brotherβs shoulder, humming away with a smile on his face. )
I gotta wash up though if thatβs ok with you. Lay claim to the shower while I can.
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Go, [he says by way of giving Dante permission to leave and clean himself up. Before he does though, Vergil puts his hand briefly over the hand on his shoulder so that he might sincerely say,] And thank you, Dante.
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I love you, too, Verge.
( To which he then drops an extra loud kiss to the top of his big bro's head. Despite the corniness of it, the sentiment is genuinely sincere. )
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Alright. That's enough, Dante.