[Nero glances behind him when he senses the portal-- before he even hears the door creaking. He smiles, then turns back to the table to pretend like he wasn't. It's kind of hilariously humanizing hearing Vergil stomp the snow off his boots and shuffling around with an armful of goodies.

He's busy pushing a cleaning cloth through Blue Rose's chambers, one by one, so he doesn't look up again until the hot chocolate lands beside his plate. Then he smiles more broadly, and makes a motion indicating Vergil should sit at the table, if he wasn't already planning to.

The relic is playing a wrestling video. A man has thrown another man headfirst into a metal garbage can and is now stomping on it, to the screaming delight of the crowd.]

Nope. Haven't seen him. Probably off at a club somewhere making passes at girls. [Or eating pizza, but that goes without saying.]

Thank you for my gun. That was a great surprise.