Vergil wasn't expecting this, he wasn't expecting to have a grandchild when he got back from Hell, it was completely unexpected, but he glanced down at you, his grandchild, his wonderful grandchild.

That' when he picked you up being ever so gentle with you, since he never had the chance to hold Nero, he looked down at you admiring you..

"You're perfect..."

He mumbled, gently running a hand down your little bit of hair that you had on your head.

"Perhaps, I could teach you power, and to be more graceful, since your other uncle is quiet..unique..."

He spoke softly to you, sure you couldn't understand him, but that didn't matter...he was just happy to finally have met his grandchild.