That struck a nerve as Vergil glared a bit. Yes, she found a way to make him react. Pushing off the wall he finally walked towards her. "Speak I'll of me all you wish, I do not care. However, do not speak of Dante in such a way. He is a foolish man who wears his heart on his sleeve. He would not have willingly left you. If you knew him like you act like you do you would understand. He always expects the best. You would never understand, his lover or not, he was my twin, my little brother." His nostrils flared as he kept his arms crossed so not to snap at her.