[True, it would have been rude. Even if she was under no obligation to come - they've been over this; she isn't a gangster and this is a matter of common manners rather than honor and commitment - he still would have been pretty miffed.
... Even though it would have saved him the mild dread that still permeates him, his hand shaking slightly when he reaches into his bag. The small object he pulls out is carefully wrapped in pages from yesterday's newspaper.]
You should be careful with this, okay? [Rather than looking at Trish, his eyes are fixed on the wrapping.] I think you'll understand, but you still shouldn't...
[The elaborate face journey Doppio embarks on, scrunched and hesitant and exasperated and resigned and nervous, not necessarily in that order, can be explained by a train of thought something like the following:
Everything is different now. The dangers they face here are not the same they used to face. This is the picture nobody is supposed to see. It doesn't matter anymore, especially in a world where the Boss intends to allow others to see him, little by little, when he can. Abbacchio must absolutely not see this picture. Abbacchio presumably does not have Moody Blues. This is the picture that must not be seen.
Doppio isn't looking at Trish OR at the wrapped object when he abruptly hands it over to her.
It's all hers now - the framed picture of Donatella Una that he wrapped so carefully, lest anybody see it.]
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... Even though it would have saved him the mild dread that still permeates him, his hand shaking slightly when he reaches into his bag. The small object he pulls out is carefully wrapped in pages from yesterday's newspaper.]
You should be careful with this, okay? [Rather than looking at Trish, his eyes are fixed on the wrapping.] I think you'll understand, but you still shouldn't...
[The elaborate face journey Doppio embarks on, scrunched and hesitant and exasperated and resigned and nervous, not necessarily in that order, can be explained by a train of thought something like the following:
Everything is different now. The dangers they face here are not the same they used to face. This is the picture nobody is supposed to see. It doesn't matter anymore, especially in a world where the Boss intends to allow others to see him, little by little, when he can. Abbacchio must absolutely not see this picture. Abbacchio presumably does not have Moody Blues. This is the picture that must not be seen.
Doppio isn't looking at Trish OR at the wrapped object when he abruptly hands it over to her.
It's all hers now - the framed picture of Donatella Una that he wrapped so carefully, lest anybody see it.]