[Vergil grunts his acknowledgment of Nero's answer for Dante's whereabouts, his disapproval only really slipping out in the way his nose wrinkles slightly. He opens the bag and pulls out a few sealed containers, all of which are shaped something like dog bowls more than traditional takeout containers. The Wandering Dog is nothing if not dedicated to its aesthetic. Vergil doesn't bother with opening any of them for the moment, leaving them in a neat stack on the table for now.]
Think nothing of it. [He picks up the bag and heads over to the kitchen proper with the remaining hot chocolate. That seems to be all Vergil will say on the matter of the gun being returned as he says,] There's curry and rice in here for you and your uncle.
[Vergil doesn't bother with indicating a time for them to eat it. For all he knows, they'll get hungry in the middle of the night and chow down on it, opt to save it for breakfast, or make a lunch out of it. Either way, he knows it won't go to waste. Vergil opens the fridge and crouches down to place the remaining containers inside. He pulls the last hot chocolate from the fridge, frowning at it a little before also placing it in the fridge. He doesn't say anything, but he's a little disappointed Dante isn't home to enjoy it fresh, but he supposes it will reheat well enough. Vergil stands back up, closing the fridge door with a foot as he puts the drink tray inside the bag. Both end up in the trash.]
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Think nothing of it. [He picks up the bag and heads over to the kitchen proper with the remaining hot chocolate. That seems to be all Vergil will say on the matter of the gun being returned as he says,] There's curry and rice in here for you and your uncle.
[Vergil doesn't bother with indicating a time for them to eat it. For all he knows, they'll get hungry in the middle of the night and chow down on it, opt to save it for breakfast, or make a lunch out of it. Either way, he knows it won't go to waste. Vergil opens the fridge and crouches down to place the remaining containers inside. He pulls the last hot chocolate from the fridge, frowning at it a little before also placing it in the fridge. He doesn't say anything, but he's a little disappointed Dante isn't home to enjoy it fresh, but he supposes it will reheat well enough. Vergil stands back up, closing the fridge door with a foot as he puts the drink tray inside the bag. Both end up in the trash.]