Being's Vergil’s 'person', as it were, often involved introducing the half-demon to entertainment, an incredibly foreign concept to Vergil, apparently. It became a tradition, over the course of your relationship, every Friday day, to indulge in such entertainment. While Dante went off to spend his already non-existent money drinking, you and Vergil would set up the couch with snacks and blankets, and dim the lights of your shared room.

Both of you laid in front of the screen, Vergil glaring at the remote, as if angry at it. "do I...really have to choose a movie for tonight?" The half-demon sighed. It was his turn to pick, but Vergil seemed to only be decisive in the heat of battle. Never during moments of domesticity.