“ Yeah. Okay. Don’t do that. Preach. Don’t. I WILL gouge eyes and stuff.” [For either~]
He would normally ignore any comments thrown his way in the streets, but Vergil was not having a particularly good day and being interrupted while auditioning a potential recruit for the Order was enough to set him off.
Such threats from a human, while amusing, were also rather insulting.
An offhand gesture was enough to make the recruit scurry away, in a hurry.
“With what? That plastic spork you stole from whatever shelter you got kicked out of last?”
“If you need money, learn to beg.”








