Ever since he got back, Vergil could definitely sense how tense the air was. It doesn't take a genius to do so.

Obviously, you and the rest of Devil May Cry aren't used to having... him around. As much as he hates it, Vergil wants to try breaking the ice.

Even if he's a little awkward about it, but hey, at least he's making an effort...?

Sitting next to you on the couch in silence was as awkward as can be, even though you're both doing your own things. You were focused on the television, he was reading his poetry book...

Vergil cleared his throat, slightly shifting in his seat. "It has been some time since we last sat next to one another like this. Would you... Like to read with me?"