[Kyrie does at least have the good grace to look slightly embarrassed as Vergil approaches and puts some distance between herself and Nero. Not a great distance, her hip still touches his as she moves around to his right side, and she wants to maintain that closeness to him through slightly more restrained measures than kissing him publicly, so she reaches for his hand instead, threading her fingers through-
She flinches as her fingers don't brush smooth, sleek metal, nor the familiar, leathery scaled skin she's used to, but warm, human flesh.
To hell with appearances and propriety, she all but jumps back and stares in disbelief at the fully human hand attached to an arm that should not be there.
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Oh- oh there's no need to apologize. Thank you.
[Kyrie does at least have the good grace to look slightly embarrassed as Vergil approaches and puts some distance between herself and Nero. Not a great distance, her hip still touches his as she moves around to his right side, and she wants to maintain that closeness to him through slightly more restrained measures than kissing him publicly, so she reaches for his hand instead, threading her fingers through-
She flinches as her fingers don't brush smooth, sleek metal, nor the familiar, leathery scaled skin she's used to, but warm, human flesh.
To hell with appearances and propriety, she all but jumps back and stares in disbelief at the fully human hand attached to an arm that should not be there.
And she is lost for words as she just stares.]