Vergil looked ahead, and he really wanted to understand how things got to this point…
"So… you two are telling me that… you want to be demons?" Vergil asked as he remained seated on the sofa, looking at Iridia and Zex, who were kneeling down, staring at him with huge, sweet eyes, trying to charm him into accepting them.
"I-I mean, we can't go on like this!" Iridia exclaimed, almost pleading, "We're always being left here! We can't go to the underworld! This is so frustrating! We want to be close to the Master!" she said.
Despite her maid dress and her manner of speaking, she was still a woman, and a woman of God, not ironically! That was what was worrying Vergil…
"Stop looking at us like little angels!" Zex exclaimed, shaking her head as the blue bangs of her hair blocked Vergil's view of her eyes.
