The roll of the die lands on Nero. Perhaps the most uncertain of them all, not because of how things were last V saw Nero but because of what he's learned since. Logic said Nero had to be Vergil's or Dante's. He knew that from the start. The obvious answer was Dante, and that answer was wrong. Vergil's claimed the role of Nero's father, as is his right. V... what can he do? If either of them will protect or rescue the other, it's Nero, not him. Nero has his father, his uncle... what could he need of V?

Whatever has happened with Vergil, Nero already knows more than V, so while it would be business for V to stick to that inquiry and nothing else, it would only burden Nero and not take him into account. Whatever has happened to Vergil has to wait.

That's when he notices Nero's arm, namely that it is made of flesh and blood. V blinks and glances at it a couple of times. However, it is likely in poor form to ask about the regrowing of a limb one is partially responsible, depending how one views it, is responsible for someone losing. The truth of the matter is that its presence, when Nero recognizes him and has forgiven Vergil for ripping it off, is that its return must owe itself to some demonic ability. Nero must be more powerful than he was last V saw him.

"Nero," V inclines his head. "Is this a bad time?"

If it is, he can quickly ask after Vergil and go. It would be so much simpler, but V cannot help noticing he hopes the answer is no, it's a fine time. Nero has time for him and chooses to give it.