The records are a disappointment--in a number of ways. Being that they told a story that Vergil really should NOT be reading; but yet, here he was. Letting his eyes scan the pages like a madman, pausing when Ritsuka's fingers touch the book he's holding. There's... concern in her voice, which is baffling to him.

His eyes do separate from the page--blinking twice, as he tries to... get his thoughts together as his head slowly rise up, to look at the orange-haired girl who's stopping him from continuing.

An apple burning bright, being the last words he read--cutting him off from what he's already read.

"...It's a habit of mine. Devouring every book I lay my hands on.
Regardless if the contents are something that I should be reading or not."

He clenches his teeth a little.

And he slowly, gently closes the book around ritsuka's hand. his grip on it is... loose.