Whatever their issues, Dante loved Vergil. Nothing would change that.

Proven by the excited half slap, half shove of Vergil's shoulder as Dante grinned like a fool and darted off towards the porch at a full run. Even if Vergil wasn't running with him, he was going to play that game. Like a shot, Dante darted onto the porch, grabbed three healthy groups with one in his mouth, and vaulted over the other railing.

Vergil got a glance and a grin with a gesture that said 'Come on, man,' as Dante legged it away from the porch.