[There's a moment of brief tension and Vergil looks mildly bewildered at the hand on his arm. While Vergil has grown more acclimated to touches from others—reacclimated in the case of his obnoxious little brother—it's not often that most people dare to touch him so soon after meeting him. Thus, it's less offense and more confusion that he considers her touch.]

He's yet to issue any formal complaints thus far, [he says with a slight nod of agreement. Vergil means it as a joke, but Kyrie could be forgiven for missing that fact given his delivery. The train begins to slow down as the station approaches ever closer.] Well, beyond bemoaning your absence, of course.

[Vergil won't tattle to Kyrie too much about all of Nero's theatrics. He will allow the child some of his dignity to remain intact. But there is no mistaking how much Nero's pined after her.]

I hope you will also rely on Dante and me should you need anything as well.

[He doesn't imply nor explicitly state any hope that she will consider them family as well sooner rather than later. In the past, Nero has been quite confident that Kyrie would accept them as such with open arms, but Vergil remains far more skeptical. Then again, he does not consider it a slight should Kyrie require more time to warm up to him especially. (Dante is a bit of a different story.) But regardless of how she considers either son of Sparda, Vergil hopes Kyrie won't assume herself some great burden or inconvenience. They will look after her regardless, anyways, so she may as well take advantage of it.]