Luckily for Vergil, there was food, and it was of the normal variety. So there is at least normal food in this place Vergil thought as he made his way to the kitchen. Though he was still cautious about it just in case it was too good to be true. But, as he made his breakfast and nothing seemed out of place or moving for that matter. He finished making his breakfast and went to a lone table, and started eating. 

The food tasted fine, like a normal dish, and as he ate. Vergil saw that the man he saw earlier was done here eating. He had half the mind to ask the man who he was. Since normal people like them seemed to be a rarity and a simple talk could be good. But at the moment, he seemed busy eating, and that was when the other normal folk showed up. Granted, she seemed rather tall for a woman from where he was. Actually a bit taller than him when he looked but realized he was staring, so he stopped looking at her and continued eating his meal. 

But, when the woman spoke up with an accent, he could not place and spoke some language he did not know, only to correct herself. He replied back, though he was curious what language she spoke. "Good morning, ma'am, and I am a traveler and I... Vergil chose his words carefully, "I have business in this town, and you have a reason for being here, too? Just asking since there are not many reasons to come here given the town's... state."