[He draws her into the embrace, putting his head over her shoulder and holding her as close as he can. His fingers move up and into her hair, cradling the back of her head.
For as horrifying and awful as it was for him to be attacked, for all the pain and the blood and the loss of his limb and his power both, Nero has always believed he had it easier. He passed out and remained out cold for much of the ordeal. He wasn't the one who had to find him bleeding and dying in the garage, who had to hold him until the ambulance arrived, who had to sit by his bedside in the hospital room. Kyrie had been so frightened and suffered so much in the aftermath of the attack, he was almost angrier at his assailant for her sake than his own.
He would never ask Kyrie to put her feelings about it aside, or to ignore them in favor of the family unity he does, admittedly, long for. He won't even ask her to give Vergil the same chance he did. If she'd told him she never wanted to look at Vergil again, he would have done his best to facilitate it-- no matter how much it would break his heart to do so. Kyrie deciding to hear him out is her own decision to make, and he would never ask her to even do that much.]
If you're okay with it, you can hear it from him. I'll respect anything you decide. And if you want me to be there, or to talk to him, or to do anything-- I'll do anything you want me to.
[He turns his head to kiss her temple, then to mumble very softly in her ear.]
I love you. More than anything else in the world. I'll do whatever it takes to make you comfortable and keep you safe.
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[He draws her into the embrace, putting his head over her shoulder and holding her as close as he can. His fingers move up and into her hair, cradling the back of her head.
For as horrifying and awful as it was for him to be attacked, for all the pain and the blood and the loss of his limb and his power both, Nero has always believed he had it easier. He passed out and remained out cold for much of the ordeal. He wasn't the one who had to find him bleeding and dying in the garage, who had to hold him until the ambulance arrived, who had to sit by his bedside in the hospital room. Kyrie had been so frightened and suffered so much in the aftermath of the attack, he was almost angrier at his assailant for her sake than his own.
He would never ask Kyrie to put her feelings about it aside, or to ignore them in favor of the family unity he does, admittedly, long for. He won't even ask her to give Vergil the same chance he did. If she'd told him she never wanted to look at Vergil again, he would have done his best to facilitate it-- no matter how much it would break his heart to do so. Kyrie deciding to hear him out is her own decision to make, and he would never ask her to even do that much.]
If you're okay with it, you can hear it from him. I'll respect anything you decide. And if you want me to be there, or to talk to him, or to do anything-- I'll do anything you want me to.
[He turns his head to kiss her temple, then to mumble very softly in her ear.]
I love you. More than anything else in the world. I'll do whatever it takes to make you comfortable and keep you safe.