There was a time in his life many many moons ago before he strayed and went down the dark path that a small boy named Vergil loved snow, he would wait all year just to see the snow, it could be part of the reason he is so icy now years and many corruptions later. Maybe that was why when the snow feel the hermit unlocked his door and made his way out into the world. He had heard someone planned to build a snow man.
That girl who had been rude to him when he arrived, he simply planned to watch maybe jeer a bit but otherwise Vergil would be as silent an d annoyed as always.