[Tempting as it is, he does not say "so I won, then?" Knowing Vergil that'll just piss him off, and he's already inordinately upset about this little... puking spell he's suffering from. (That's how you know the guy's actually not feeling well, he agreed to quit fighting without the slightest bit of cajoling.)
Nero recovers his backpack from where it's thrown off to the side, putting his water bottle away. He doesn't even need the pain meds or bandages today. Hell yeah, progress! He puts the strap over the opposite shoulder from Red Queen and makes his way back to Vergil, oblivious to his troubles.]
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Nero recovers his backpack from where it's thrown off to the side, putting his water bottle away. He doesn't even need the pain meds or bandages today. Hell yeah, progress! He puts the strap over the opposite shoulder from Red Queen and makes his way back to Vergil, oblivious to his troubles.]
Okay. Let's go.
[You gonna... grab your sword there, Pops?]