[Trish can't help but make a face. The noise is bad, and the weird hum of buggy wings against her palm is worse? But it's Nanami, so Trish won't throw her.

Indeed...it's perfectly innocent, what Nanami wanted, but Trish can think of many people who would be a better audience to Nanami's compound eyes and indecipherable nose.

Giorno comes to mind, since he loves weird and gross animals, and has extensive knowledge about cryptic creatures Trish has never even heard of. She thinks about water bears occasionally, if only because they sounded like pure fantasy and frankly still do. He really is very similar to Fugo in the amount of trivia he can pack in his brain, although his is biological in nature while Fugo's brain has damn near everything else crammed in there.

Trish shakes her head.]

I'm not sure a text would've prepared me for this.

[She's gesture at Nanami's everything, but that's impossible right now, so she just inclines her head to communicate similar. This is a lot!!]

Look at you – you've got kaleidoscopes for eyes. I honestly can't tell where you're looking right now. You could be boring holes into my very soul and I wouldn't have a clue.