Virgil whimpered like an injured puppy as he jumped awake. Roman had just died in that dream. He had grown used to the other's deaths but when Roman died, something just hurt him a lot more then before. It might've been Roman's pleading look or it might've been that fact that even though Roman might've been nothing more then just a figment of Virgil's imagination, he love Roman or it might've been the fact the snap of Roman's neck once he fell sounded so real. Virgil trembled, feeling a prickling sensation in the corners of his eyes. He then just broke down into a mess of nothing more then tears and sobs.