Vergil sat on the couch, waiting for his little one to show him the drawing they said they were making for him. Vergil was a stern cg but still soft and caring towards his little, he continued to wait, messing with the little’s paci as he did so, which made him smile a little. Because the little one made it themselves. Hearing their voice caught his attention, taking the drawing, looking at it for a few seconds before a small grin graced his face.

“Wow..its wonderful My Little Bird..” His voice was monotone, yes, but it had a good hit of honesty and genuine thanks. He smiled and pet the littles head.