[ V, for his own part, has tracked down Dante. It didn't necessarily take too long, or too much effort, it was just annoying. He doesn't see the point in bothering with this when he has Alastor, but. He'll do it.

Once he's found, he leans over him, studying his unconscious body for a moment. It's always strange, to be near this man, who is his brother but not his brother. He can't help but feel the jealousy that Vergil always felt. Shaking his head to become free of it, he sets the white orb on Dante, and watches as he awakens with a start. ]

That was invigorating! The fuck did you do?

[ V just gives a wry smile. ]