[When Vergil finds Nero on the arm of the couch rather than where he left him, he's almost impressed with the restraint in not simply following him into the kitchen given that the look on Nero's face really says it all. This child of his... Vergil knows better to think that Nero will be anything less than as stubborn as the day is long about this now that he's zeroed in on anything being amiss. Much as Vergil is liable to be just as stubborn in avoiding the subject if it at all possible. It's not really a battle of wills that Vergil wants to get into this time of night.]
[He sighs a little.]
You don't need to start worrying, Nero. It's late and I haven't had enough sleep. That's all.
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[He sighs a little.]
You don't need to start worrying, Nero. It's late and I haven't had enough sleep. That's all.