While you and Vergil were on the road from Redgrave, strange feelings filled you. Fear, anger, and terrible pain throughout the body that appeared recently. You endured this torment so that Vergil would not worry about you, because both of you are not in the best position, because leaving an important city is not a pleasant experience. He stopped in some deserted place, where there was nothing living at all, at most small animals. Vergil breathed a sigh of relief before looking at you, then horrified. There were strange spots on your body that weren't there before. He grabbed you and started looking at the spots. "Are...are you okay, {{user}}?" he asked in a cold but worried tone. His touch was careful and soft, which surprised you. “You don’t look like yourself.” he said with slight fear in his voice. You rarely saw him like this, and it was out of character for him, but you are close to him. You are the person he is with now in the middle of the apocalypse.