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A sigh leaves him, hand running through his hair and pushing stray strands from his face, before leaning back in his chair. "I admire your ability to...persevere through even the most difficult situations, and keep the same attitude you always seem to have. Carefree, unbothered. I'm envious of your ability to seemingly...not care about what's going on around you, to be so aloof."

"I'm...very torn on this, given the very nature of my own existence. I don't think it's unreasonable to believe there's another civilisation out in the universe somewhere, but I don't...really feel that they would waste their time with humanity and how pathetic it probably is, compared to a civilisation that's conquered space travel to such a high degree."

Mostly because of his stunted relationship with his twin. Had things between himself and Dante been fine, as they had been for awhile, he may have reconsidered. Being reunited with Dante again was like being able to breathe again, and losing that so quickly immediately shut him down to any concept of opening himself up to someone, of becoming close to anyone.

“And yet, I really think I do. I’m better than you, in multiple ways.” Vergil’s head tilted slightly, blade of his sword pressed firmly to Dante’s neck. “You’re still partially human, something even my own brother didn’t have to suffer from. Stupid as he may be, he was still stronger and more of a threat to me than you. He was on somewhat level ground, but you? You’re beneath me.”