Why would I ask you about your well being if I have no need for it?
[-he says, completely missing the point. (Or maybe purposefully missing the point.) Vergil straightens, craning his neck up to the castle before him. He briefly turns to look behind him, only to see the gloomy forest they were just in in the distance.
He doesn't seem at all jarred by the fact that magic teleported him here. He's too used to the shenanigans of the island and its ex-residents at this point, that little seems to faze him.]
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[-he says, completely missing the point. (Or maybe purposefully missing the point.) Vergil straightens, craning his neck up to the castle before him. He briefly turns to look behind him, only to see the gloomy forest they were just in in the distance.
He doesn't seem at all jarred by the fact that magic teleported him here. He's too used to the shenanigans of the island and its ex-residents at this point, that little seems to faze him.]