[She looks between Vergil and Nero in astonishment, trying to see if there's anything else she might be missing.]
It grew back?
[To say that disbelief is painted all over her face is an understatement. Maybe it's the cold, maybe she's been through too much today for her brain to take on board any new information. She stares at the new, flawless arm in shock, looking at Vergil for clarification.]
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It grew back?
[To say that disbelief is painted all over her face is an understatement. Maybe it's the cold, maybe she's been through too much today for her brain to take on board any new information. She stares at the new, flawless arm in shock, looking at Vergil for clarification.]
H-how is that possible?