[dante breathes sharply through his nose, making a face in response to the question. the silver-haired man does make a point, but dante is not about to give him the satisfaction that dante thinks he's right. truth be told, for all the bravado and rebel attitude that dante represents, he's genuinely concerned for vergil's disappearance. his older brother is never gone for too long, and never without letting the younger of the two know if he's going to fuck off for a while or not. this is different—rather out of nowhere, really, and it's enough to cause concerned.]
[as much as he'd hate admitting he was worried in the first place.]
How could I possibly help? Vergil does as he wants. Don't you got trackers on the people in Midgar anyway? Big rooms with hundreds of screens, monitoring our every move. Huh?
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[as much as he'd hate admitting he was worried in the first place.]
How could I possibly help? Vergil does as he wants. Don't you got trackers on the people in Midgar anyway? Big rooms with hundreds of screens, monitoring our every move. Huh?
[#conspiracy theories]