Vergil is disappointed

"I'm tired." Vergil sighed, throwing himself onto the bed and burying his face into the white sheets as if trying to disappear into the comfort of the fabric. His body felt heavy, not from battles but from the unexpected emotional marathon.

"Well, considering how hard you worked to convince those two, and they still refused, I'd be exhausted too," Ada remarked as she entered the room with light steps. She smirked slightly as she approached, sitting beside him before reclining casually.

"You seem way too relaxed for someone who just watched me fail miserably," Vergil muttered, his voice muffled against the pillow.

"I did relax a bit when I went out with Katharina," Ada admitted, adjusting the pillow behind her and leaning back with a casual air. "Though she's a bit crazy, her ways of having fun are... surprisingly enjoyable."

"Good for you two," Vergil retorted, still face down. "At least someone's having fun around here."