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[Don't actually but only because that would make your life hard?

He does drape his arm on Vergil's shoulders, stroking one of the wings.]

Yes? How would you do that?

[For the moment at least, he seems placated. Distracted, anyway. Having his wings stroked is really pleasant, actually.]

...Hm. I don't know. I don't think killing you would work, you wouldn't care what I did to you, or said to you. ...You would care more about Emet-Selch, though.

[And if he's going to make Lahabrea hate him, then Emet himself too, and Five, that would be three birds with one stone.]

I will not say I would not care. But it would not be on the level to hate you.

However. [He traces his fingers up Vergil's spine and grips the back of his neck, nails digging in lightly, voice calm and quiet.]

This is not a good path to continue thinking on. Because while Emet-Selch would recover, I would be quite angry. And you would not find yourself happy with the results of trying to push me away.

[Never mind his internal kill bill sirens Vergil is right about how upset he'd be.]

[His grip loosens a bit. Fingers reaching to toy with the ends of his hair.]

Besides you're over that. I'm worried about this though. I know your proclivity for self-destruction is high, but if I have to keep you sedated for days I'll hardly know how to explain it to Five.

[......Maybe he likes that grip though, his heart beats faster, and his own fingers twist into Lahabrea's shirt. It's definitely a turn-on.

And quite a disappointment when it's gone. He sighs.]

I'm aware enough not to try something that extreme. But it wouldn't be hard to explain, it's straightforward, isn't it?

[He doesn't want to be sedated for days though? Just let him have a little self-destruction and some mischief.]

[He smiles a tiny bit at the reactions, briefly. Vergil is very cute when he's not musing on murdering Emet-Selch.]

We we let you continue to consume imp parts would be the difficulty.

I really don't mind if you want to be destructive, but self-destruction is another matter entirely.

[He really doesn't want to kill Emet-Selch? He loves him dearly? Having his mind go there is a little worrying, it isn't something he likes to think.

He rolls his eyes.]

You let me because I wanted to, that's not your responsibility, Five would understand. And I'm not doing anything self-destructive.

Exactly why I am not sedating you. And do not feel the need to go explain myself to Five.

In any case it is true, it was your decision and I do not have responsibility for your actions. That does not mean I cannot worry over you, hm? But as long as you are enjoying yourself and pleased, and suppressing your worst urges to self-immolate, it is fine.

You shouldn't worry when it's nothing.

Vergil you brought up harming Emet-Selch to my face. It's hardly nothing. But if you can control your impulses, then I will leave it at that.

You asked how I would do it. I think it was assumed to be "if I were to". Hurting him isn't on my mind, it just seems like the surest way to anger you enough, once I consider the method.

[He sighs. Vergil is right! He'll. Tone down the absolutely insane yandere that is only just a little leaking it's fine don't mind how much isn't showing.]

You're right. Of course.

[He leans his forehead to Vergil's.]

I admire the speed with which you got there at least. In any case.I will worry, worrying is, I'm afraid, a hobby of mine at this point. But I will not fret.

[Honestly? It's cute, he understands. He has this same yandere tendency. As evidenced by how much he wants to kill Thancred over just some stabs.

He strokes Lahabrea's hair, smiling.]

I find your rage endearing. It's exciting to know there's something that could make you truly harm me.

Of course that's what you're excited about.

[Endeared and almost exasperated in the same breath. Mainly endeared. He tugs lightly in the hair at the back of Vergil's neck with his fingertips.]

I do experience the whole spectrum of emotions like anyone else. When a loved on is hurt I cannot help being mad. You understand that quite well. I do recall telling you just today that I can be quite protective.

[He grins.]

I do recall. It helped in coming to that conclusion. You're lucky I don't feel like being so overtly cruel as to describe in detail what I would do to him.

[But he does feel mean enough to suggest that he could.]

Vergil.

[He isn't very amused! And he knows this is the reaction Vergil wants, he is in fact capable of stonewalling or feigning indifference, but he does not. He digs his nails into Vergil's neck instead.]

[That's fine he doesn't have to be amused. In fact, that's all the better for his current imp-induced mood. His smile grows and twists with the nails in his neck, and he grabs Lahabrea's tie to yank him in close.]

And here you are inviting me to come home with you...what makes you think I wouldn't continue my ways there? You say they would donate blood to me evenly, but what if I get greedy?

[He grows a little calmer, more exasperated.]

I'm not concerned about you hurting my people Vergil. Even should you go mad you would be no threat to them.

[He closes his eyes and breathes, opening them against.]

You do know how to rile me. But do not pick at it.

[But it's so satisfying.

And it happens to be feeding into the self-destructive urge too. Even as the more sensible part of him tells him to fight that feeling.

It's hard to grapple with. Frightening, frankly. The last thing he actually wants is to hurt or anger Lahabrea and push him away?]

What will you do if I do?

[He can't help what comes out of his mouth though.]

Drug you again until you're civilized.

I know what you want Vergil. I will not indulge it in this way.

[Well the lack of reaction starts to cool him down.]

I'm never civilised. I'm - what does everyone keep saying...

Feral.

[Stonewalling is always the best way to defuse this kind of thing it's just very hard in this one instance. Good thing he's practiced at emotional repression right. It's fine if he's seething if no one sees it.

He pats Vergil's cheek.]

Not like this. This is just--hm. Old bad habits lets call it. Amplified.

[You goddamn hypocrite.]

...

I'm sorry.

[He pets Vergil's hair.]

Well I suppose it's only natural that at some point in time here you and Emet-Selch or I an Five will just have to stab each other or something else even more unpleasant for a game, so I should get used to the idea.

[He kisses the top of head.]

The apology is accepted. I also should know better than to react when you're in such an obvious mood, begging for any excuse to shove me aside. Or perhaps provoke me? Maybe both.

[He drops his forehead to Lahabrea's shoulder for a few moments, just holding him again. Grounding.

He thought these effects were mostly fine but turns out they're really terrifying, actually. It is just amplifying some of the worst thoughts he has. Ones he decidedly does not like at all or want to act on anymore.]

Hm...both.

I would take the fall if we were in a situation like that, for the record.

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