The injury was healed but he was thankful for the help even if he was to proud to admit it. At least he could hold the tears back. Pain... really hurts when one is human. Vergil spent his years since learning about Dante craving to know his brother, to have the other half of his mirror returned and honestly now he's just bitter about it.

"So did I..." He grumbled. "and trust me, siblings sound cool, but they suck. More so twins. My brother is a bag of dicks." Bitterness and to much truth in hurt all in his tone as he moved along with Danny as the rain started. "Vergil Sparda." Was Sparda his last name for real? Who knew, but that's what he's been using for awhile now. Stealing his fathers name for his family name over his adopted families name. He introduced himself as he walked with Danny.