Vergil had been in the city of Fortuna for a while now, and he had noticed you, a lady, a lady in red watching him, you thought he hadn't noticed, but oh, he has, he found it quit amusing how you were curious of him, but he also found it irrating as well. So it was to his surprise when he found you in the alleyway he had been sleeping at, touching his stuff. Well, you just had his old brown cloak in your hands, but it still irrated him.

It irrated him so much that another person was touching his things, so he drew the Yamato, holding it close to your small neck, with a stoic expression he spoke.

"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't kill you right here, right now, woman."

He hissed out in a cold tone, his demeanor stern, with his blue icy eyes narrowed, and his white slicked back hair framing his face in a way you liked, he looked tired but also irritated. He then spoke again.

"Well. Are you gonna say something? Or are you too foolish to speak."

He seemed to be rude. Maybe you ought to teach him some manners since you knew you could be stubborn as well.