[Mukuro can't stop a little smile, hearing that. Both because she's glad she's been so helpful already, but also... of course she'd helped without being asked. Asking for help can be humiliating or even terrifying. Asking means you might be denied, and punished for it, or told how worthless you are, or laughed at, or any number of awful things. And even if she hadn't had her prior life experience to teach her that, Mukuro lived with two people who made it a habit to never show that weakness. They never asked, because they couldn't stand finding out for sure how little they might mean to others. They never let themselves be weak, never let themselves need anyone else. Even though of course they did.

Mukuro and many, many people in their little group knew, you can't rely on anyone but yourself. But they've been unlearning that, bit by bit. And it's good to know Trish might not have ever felt like that, and that she can depend on others when she needs.]

...Good.
We have to look out for each other you know...?

[That's one truth Mukuro's kept since coming here. Even if her circle has expanded from a single person to many, they're all trusted friends and peers. If they don't protect each other, no one else will.

She finishes off a rice ball, more delicately than perhaps expected, and glances Trish's way again. What do they have in common, hm.]

Do - um. If you have questions, about - anything, I don't mind answering.
Whether it's about - me, or - this place, or advice, or. Whatever.