[ He's not taking Dante's advice. He's not. And he hasn't spent a great deal of time thinking about his words. That's absurd. His brother is a buffoon. What could he possibly know about parenthood?
Granted, it's not like Vergil has any idea, either, but the point stands.
Still. For the first time in a long time, he considers their family — and despite himself, he's begun thinking about what he would have done if he'd had another chance to speak with Sparda before his death.
The whole concept sits poorly with him. But... He supposes Nero's situation isn't dissimilar.
That means he has to talk to the boy, doesn't it? How does that even work? So he goes about it the only way he knows how. ]
text.
Granted, it's not like Vergil has any idea, either, but the point stands.
Still. For the first time in a long time, he considers their family — and despite himself, he's begun thinking about what he would have done if he'd had another chance to speak with Sparda before his death.
The whole concept sits poorly with him. But... He supposes Nero's situation isn't dissimilar.
That means he has to talk to the boy, doesn't it? How does that even work? So he goes about it the only way he knows how. ]
Nero.
Let's spar.