[wanda's attempts to track down nero's uncle is not entirely coincidence. her walking into his domain is hardly that, too. she's been thinking about the conversation she had with nero about his family, about how he can't ever seem to say what he wants to say to his uncle. despite her losses, wanda knows she was privileged in having such a loving family for as long as she did.
no— she's not here to tell dante what to do regarding his nephew, but she'd at least like to understand his side of the story.
she is working her way over the trash bins, and — general trash on the floor, when the invitation to seat anywhere is called out from the loft. is there anywhere to sit on? wanda thinks she'd rather stay standing.
glancing about, she gets the general idea of the place. 'devil may cry', like nero's van, a family business of sorts. hunting demons, right? hm. it's easy enough to gather dante's superficial thoughts.]
You're a paranormal mercenary, aren't you?
['devil hunter'.
is she trying to sound like she's got a job for him? maybe.]
this is so greasy
no— she's not here to tell dante what to do regarding his nephew, but she'd at least like to understand his side of the story.
she is working her way over the trash bins, and — general trash on the floor, when the invitation to seat anywhere is called out from the loft. is there anywhere to sit on? wanda thinks she'd rather stay standing.
glancing about, she gets the general idea of the place. 'devil may cry', like nero's van, a family business of sorts. hunting demons, right? hm. it's easy enough to gather dante's superficial thoughts.]
You're a paranormal mercenary, aren't you?
['devil hunter'.
is she trying to sound like she's got a job for him? maybe.]
Have you ever heard of vukodlaks?