[Vergil stares wordlessly at the creature, the monster he supposes, although he's seen true monsters. Demons. And they don't wag their tails in greeting.
This isn't the first time that someone has mistaken Vergil for his brother, it's not even the third, but that doesn't make it any less aggravating. Dante always has a way of attracting the kind of people Vergil would prefer to avoid.
This...man, is coming to fit that description quite well.]
Cease your prattling. You have mistaken me for someone else.
[Clear as it may be to put two and two together, he doesn't know this man and so will not bother saying anymore.
But Redgrave. Ah, it's been a year since he's last heard that name. Interesting that Dante has chosen to resurrect it here.]
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This isn't the first time that someone has mistaken Vergil for his brother, it's not even the third, but that doesn't make it any less aggravating. Dante always has a way of attracting the kind of people Vergil would prefer to avoid.
This...man, is coming to fit that description quite well.]
Cease your prattling. You have mistaken me for someone else.
[Clear as it may be to put two and two together, he doesn't know this man and so will not bother saying anymore.
But Redgrave. Ah, it's been a year since he's last heard that name. Interesting that Dante has chosen to resurrect it here.]