It's foolish how immediately V feels the need to step up to those words. Not to disappoint Vergil, a more powerful and complete version of himself. V knows what Urizen thinks of him, that Vergil does not hold entirely the same opinion, but undoubtedly Vergil has higher standards than V does. He understands and values his weakness more, but he has not had to grovel and depend on others the way V has been forced to, not since he became whole. V will live and find something for himself. He was already resolved, but his will clasps ironclad.

That is why he packs up the belongings he's gathered in the cavern, what little of them, using the jacket as a bag to hold the rest. It slings over his shoulder, and V considers the people around him. One of them will help him, he's certain of it. The dragons are too distracted by math. They'd only rope him in. It's the people he'll use. To leave the cavern. To leave Wintermute. To make it another day.