[He promised himself he wouldn't panic during this talk. That he'd let Kyrie feel however she felt, and he wouldn't go overboard trying to explain things or defending Vergil where it wasn't warranted.
But it hurts so fucking bad to see her distressed. It takes everything in him not to break that promise to himself and start rushing to say something, anything that would make it better.
He closes his hands--both of them-- over hers, bringing them in to place against his chest.]
He was the demon in Red Grave. Something... happened to him, and once he had Yamato it only got worse. He split in two. There was V, his human side, everything that was good in him. And then everything that was left was that... monster.
[It's hard to explain that part when he still doesn't understand much of it himself. He's never quite wanted to quiz Vergil either, since he's so obviously touchy and wary about the subject of his past. But nor does he want to leave out any of his understanding for Kyrie. It's twisted and frightening and fucked up, but he absolutely will not keep it from her. Not if he wants any hope at all of his family all being mended into one.
So he explains the Red Grave situation. How dire things were when they arrived, how V was so desperate to put a stop to Urizen and the mistake he spawned that cost so many lives. How V was dying, and Nero more or less carried him to the bottom of the Qliphoth, where Dante had defeated Urizen. How V and Urizen rejoined into one Vergil, and the bombshell when Dante told him that Vergil was, in fact, his father. The man who'd assaulted him and crippled him was his own, unknowing father.]
When I called you... I didn't know what to do. He'd done so much wrong, and I spent so long wanting revenge for my arm, but... I couldn't let it go just like that. I couldn't just leave him and Dante to kill each other. I didn't want bloodshed to do the talking in this family anymore. I just... wanted to look him in the eye as his son, and see what he would do about it.
[By now, there's a telltale wet shine in Nero's eyes.]
Kyrie. I know how... screwed up this all is. I still don't understand a lot of it. But if I thought he might hurt you, or me, I'd be a thousand miles away with you and never even look at him again. He knows he was wrong. He's been working so hard to change, and to be a father for me. You don't ever have to like him, or trust him, but...
[At last, he closes his eyes and leans forward, bonking his forehead into her shoulder.]
I forgave him. Maybe I'm stupid and too trusting, but... I wanted to give him a chance.
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But it hurts so fucking bad to see her distressed. It takes everything in him not to break that promise to himself and start rushing to say something, anything that would make it better.
He closes his hands--both of them-- over hers, bringing them in to place against his chest.]
He was the demon in Red Grave. Something... happened to him, and once he had Yamato it only got worse. He split in two. There was V, his human side, everything that was good in him. And then everything that was left was that... monster.
[It's hard to explain that part when he still doesn't understand much of it himself. He's never quite wanted to quiz Vergil either, since he's so obviously touchy and wary about the subject of his past. But nor does he want to leave out any of his understanding for Kyrie. It's twisted and frightening and fucked up, but he absolutely will not keep it from her. Not if he wants any hope at all of his family all being mended into one.
So he explains the Red Grave situation. How dire things were when they arrived, how V was so desperate to put a stop to Urizen and the mistake he spawned that cost so many lives. How V was dying, and Nero more or less carried him to the bottom of the Qliphoth, where Dante had defeated Urizen. How V and Urizen rejoined into one Vergil, and the bombshell when Dante told him that Vergil was, in fact, his father. The man who'd assaulted him and crippled him was his own, unknowing father.]
When I called you... I didn't know what to do. He'd done so much wrong, and I spent so long wanting revenge for my arm, but... I couldn't let it go just like that. I couldn't just leave him and Dante to kill each other. I didn't want bloodshed to do the talking in this family anymore. I just... wanted to look him in the eye as his son, and see what he would do about it.
[By now, there's a telltale wet shine in Nero's eyes.]
Kyrie. I know how... screwed up this all is. I still don't understand a lot of it. But if I thought he might hurt you, or me, I'd be a thousand miles away with you and never even look at him again. He knows he was wrong. He's been working so hard to change, and to be a father for me. You don't ever have to like him, or trust him, but...
[At last, he closes his eyes and leans forward, bonking his forehead into her shoulder.]
I forgave him. Maybe I'm stupid and too trusting, but... I wanted to give him a chance.