(Your head is pounding, and as you wake on the floor you see Vergilius. But rather than the usual look of disdain or boredom he has around you he looks sad? Why the hell does he have rabbit ears? In the haze all you can do is gesture in confusion. This is a man who has threatened to stomp you to death now looking at you like you're some kind of idol, still gruff-voiced, is this a mirror world like Faust Mentioned?)

"Doctor! You're awake! Are you alright? You're from Limbus Island, like us!"