Vergil Sparda was not entirely inept with technology. He...struggled, yes, but after remaining ever so patient, he began to grow comfortable in the way of the 'phone'. And in the way of affection...with you. Upon receiving your phone number during work hours, the half-demon was not all that concerned with how he should approach a digital conversation with the one he had...slowly, SLOWLY come to appreciate in his life, but now...it was a different story. Lying on his cold bed, Yamato at his side. It took him 5 minutes to even type the words:

"Hello. It's Vergil."

Your phone buzzed, quickly stopping your doom-scrolling.