[Trish doesn't know how to take this gesture of his, not really.
The only thing she recognizes for certain is that the knowledge that this picture contains...probably only really means something to her, anymore. The power it had over Diavolo has been reduced to ash. It means nothing to Doppio.
So giving it to her is more symbolic, than anything. It offers her no real advantages, and if anything, could be intended to make her more pliable to any requests on their end going forward.
But Donatella's easy smile opposes her own frown, and she remembers being kind and willing to bend is not weakness. Being kind and flexible is what allowed her mother to live no regrets. Being kind is the only recourse for a place like this, where revenge can mean total destruction in a way death itself no longer can.
Trish is only dimly aware of Doppio leaving, and she doesn't look away from the photo as she murmurs:]
Thank you.
[It's impossible for him not to hear her, not when they're both monsters with senses as strong as theirs.
But she won't force him to engage with it. Her words will hang where she leaves them.]
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The only thing she recognizes for certain is that the knowledge that this picture contains...probably only really means something to her, anymore. The power it had over Diavolo has been reduced to ash. It means nothing to Doppio.
So giving it to her is more symbolic, than anything. It offers her no real advantages, and if anything, could be intended to make her more pliable to any requests on their end going forward.
But Donatella's easy smile opposes her own frown, and she remembers being kind and willing to bend is not weakness. Being kind and flexible is what allowed her mother to live no regrets. Being kind is the only recourse for a place like this, where revenge can mean total destruction in a way death itself no longer can.
Trish is only dimly aware of Doppio leaving, and she doesn't look away from the photo as she murmurs:]
Thank you.
[It's impossible for him not to hear her, not when they're both monsters with senses as strong as theirs.
But she won't force him to engage with it. Her words will hang where she leaves them.]