Vergil was good at it when he wanted to be, but he rarely got it, and found it didn't feel great when he did get it. When Danny shook his head and spoke. Vergil sat back, tucking his bangs behind his ear.

He gave a slight sigh taking another drink and sliding the empty glass to Danny since the bottle was closer to him.

"I am the son of a demonic hero and an angel. I am not human." He started, "Or I wasn't before I came here. I have... had a twin brother named Dante, our lives were happy as could be the first few years, at least until the demon king came for us. To get revenge on our father." His eyes shifted down, giving Danny a moment to soak that in.