"Sorry, we don't know," Iridia said as she adjusted herself, still bound but assuming a more formal posture. "I'd really like to help Miss Viviane, but our information is limited. We don't know more than that." Her voice sounded sincere, but there was a palpable tension in the air.
Zex, on the other hand, stared at Iridia with wide eyes, surprised by her friend's attitude. She… is she betraying His Holiness? she thought, trying to decipher what was happening.
Vergil, watching the two of them, shrugged with disdain. "So, you follow a belief blindly, without questioning anything about your superiors? Brave." He paused for a moment, locking eyes with Zex. "Or very, very stupid." This time, his tone was serious, devoid of irony.
"Stop insulting us," Zex shot back, lowering her head with visible bitterness. "You haven't lived our lives to question our choices."