Xevnas noticed Meg staring at him. "What? Did my hair frizz up from that bolt? Oh wait... I don't have hair. Duh. Are you looking at me because I defied Vergil like that? You shouldn't be so surprised. I would never let someone berate another for no good reason. It's just not in my blood. I'm too trusting, I guess. Except for PRETTYBOY SILVERHAIR OVER THERE!" He yelled toward Vergil, who was still sitting stoic. 'Probably gonna get up and punch my lights out any second now... Whoops.' He thought.