The Wandering Dog. It's a food cart primarily in Wintermute that occasionally travels around Folkmore. It is my understanding the menu changes to accommodate the regions. Hot food and drinks where it is colder, cold food and drinks where it is hotter, [Vergil says as he retrieves a plate and spoon for himself. The food cart may have its theme and remain quite dedicated to it, but he's not particularly interested in eating out of essentially dog bowls. He sets both down near to his stack of containers before sitting down himself. There's a slight pause at Nero's second question before he answers it.] I did.
[Normally, Vergil would not opt to remain in his slightly damp clothes, but he is hungry enough to postpone the shower and change of clothes until after he's had a chance to eat. He opens the first container, one that is slightly smaller than the other two and places it where Nero can reach if he's interested. Lamb dumplings encircle a dipping sauce that Vergil also removes the lid.]
[For a brief moment, Vergil thinks to leave it there. He answered the question and the specifics really don't matter. But then as he's removing the lids to his rice and curry, he wonders if perhaps that was Nero attempting to invite him into conversation. Tentatively, he fleshes out his answer a little bit more.]
I was sparring with Mizu. So, it was actually worse a little while ago. [Even with Vergil holding back to the extent that he does, Mizu and Vergil's sparring sessions are still intense, and snow ends up everywhere. Which is really no trouble during their duels, but afterward... Well, Vergil doesn't need to fish for excuses to linger about after they spar and she has recovered now, but the lack of dry clothes does have a tendency to shorten their time together a bit. He will have to remember to bring a change of clothes for next time. He spoons out some of the rice onto his plate.] I was able to dry off some while he was recovering before returning home.
[...And while they spent some time together. Soaked clothes shortened their time, but didn't prevent it. Not entirely. Vergil, however, leaves that detail of it out, glancing at Nero. It occurs to him that now could possibly be a time to clarify his relationship with Mizu. Nero and he talked through some of the more challenging elephants in the room that it doesn't necessarily feel quite as low of a priority as it had before, and while the boy didn't exactly have a right to know, he may appreciate knowing some piece of Vergil's life without having to ask for it. But... Vergil decides to leave it be for now. It doesn't feel yet like the right time to mention it.]
Have you been at that all evening? [he asks instead, nodding to Blue Rose.]
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[Normally, Vergil would not opt to remain in his slightly damp clothes, but he is hungry enough to postpone the shower and change of clothes until after he's had a chance to eat. He opens the first container, one that is slightly smaller than the other two and places it where Nero can reach if he's interested. Lamb dumplings encircle a dipping sauce that Vergil also removes the lid.]
[For a brief moment, Vergil thinks to leave it there. He answered the question and the specifics really don't matter. But then as he's removing the lids to his rice and curry, he wonders if perhaps that was Nero attempting to invite him into conversation. Tentatively, he fleshes out his answer a little bit more.]
I was sparring with Mizu. So, it was actually worse a little while ago. [Even with Vergil holding back to the extent that he does, Mizu and Vergil's sparring sessions are still intense, and snow ends up everywhere. Which is really no trouble during their duels, but afterward... Well, Vergil doesn't need to fish for excuses to linger about after they spar and she has recovered now, but the lack of dry clothes does have a tendency to shorten their time together a bit. He will have to remember to bring a change of clothes for next time. He spoons out some of the rice onto his plate.] I was able to dry off some while he was recovering before returning home.
[...And while they spent some time together. Soaked clothes shortened their time, but didn't prevent it. Not entirely. Vergil, however, leaves that detail of it out, glancing at Nero. It occurs to him that now could possibly be a time to clarify his relationship with Mizu. Nero and he talked through some of the more challenging elephants in the room that it doesn't necessarily feel quite as low of a priority as it had before, and while the boy didn't exactly have a right to know, he may appreciate knowing some piece of Vergil's life without having to ask for it. But... Vergil decides to leave it be for now. It doesn't feel yet like the right time to mention it.]
Have you been at that all evening? [he asks instead, nodding to Blue Rose.]