<b>Vergil 5:26</b><br/><br/>'I could die happy right now.'  The mythological puppy thought as she pressed him into her boobs.  He ignored the pain completely, fully enjoying the soft, plump cushions and the hug.  However, that ended as soon as they noticed the figure.  His eyes strained in the darkness, but he could make out a gun. A gun wouldn't kill him, at least not one shot... then again, he didn't want to risk that.  Last thing he needed was to be peppered full of holes.  Still, it was nice to be held up as a shield, especially since he could still feel her breasts pressed against him.  Yes, he was learning to like Luna a lot.<br/><br/>As the man asked him the question of disguise, Vergil blinked.  He was surprised by that.  But then again, it seemed more and more likely that he had seen him talk.  And the light show.  Letting all three heads be revealed, he chuckled.  "Yes, and no.  Yes, I keep my head hidden.  No, i'm afraid I don't get bigger than this.  Not any more.  Not without a substantial risk."  A risk he wasn't willing to take.  "I'd like to know how this whole scene doesn't have you running off in a hysterical scream."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>