[Kyrie nudges back against his forehead, huffing a light puff of laughter through her nose.]

You've never been 'just Nero' to me, you know that. You're just my legendary, slightly Dark Knight Nero now.

[She pats his stomach cheerfully, indicating that she's teasing him to put him at ease.

Mostly.

It's very strange to think that he is a direct descendant of someone she worshipped as a god and it might take some adjusting to, but having got to know Dante over the years and recognized the all too present humanity in him, he's not quite so intimidating.

Vergil, on the other hand...]

I like him. He's very different from his brother, if they didn't look so alike I'd find it hard to believe they're related.

[She pushes herself up to look at him, smiling fondly.]

But you know, it's not so hard to see the resemblance between you two if you look carefully enough.