"And what, exactly, is your end goal." V questioned for the first time since they'd begun walking. He'd tried to be vague, get her to answer without asking, but he never quite got the details he was looking for. "Same as you and Dante, I suppose." She shrugged. "Lot of personal satisfaction, lot of wanting to kick his ass." "That doesn't provide me with much... backstory." V complained in his whimsical tone, smirk ever present on his full lips. Meg only shrugged again. "What'd you want? Some sob story?"