[Trish doesn't look away, for her part. Mukuro is someone she can trust, and holding her gaze is easy.
Mukuro doesn't lie. Mukuro is soft spoken. Mukuro is admirable for both.
And she speaks...of compromise, in a way that Trish can understand and appreciate. She thinks very much and very often about what she doesn't like about this body she's trapped in. To the point she can't ever fathom being happy with it, but distractions aren't forever, and when she's alone, it's just her and her new form, and nothing to separate her from it.
She remembers Mukuro showing her the physical prowess of a monster, and how impressive it is, but that has little appeal to her.
But Mukuro loves her new form, and what it allows her, so there has to be something, right?]
You're not weird, Mukuro. I've met people far weirder than a werewolf girl, if you can believe it.
[Please, believe her. There are Stand Users shaped like Daikon radishes.]
I know what you're saying too, and I think you're mostly right, but there's not a lot I can imagine doing when I'm a monster like this. My body is so large, and my paws are sort of hand-shaped, but manipulating objects is hard.
Right now, the only good thing I can say about my new form is that my fur keeps me warm. I thought I would be miserable for the winter since I'm Italian, but even sitting out here...I don't feel a single chill.
[Which is neat, but not inherently useful when coats exist. Trish is thinking though, and she and Mukuro are different enough she's wracking her brain for a starting point, since Mukuro came out all this way, and she doesn't want the other were to think she's dismissing her points talking like this.]
I know being a monster has been good for you, but out of curiosity...has there been anything at all that was difficult to adjust to until you learned to manage it?
show her she can rip up trees, muku
Mukuro doesn't lie. Mukuro is soft spoken. Mukuro is admirable for both.
And she speaks...of compromise, in a way that Trish can understand and appreciate. She thinks very much and very often about what she doesn't like about this body she's trapped in. To the point she can't ever fathom being happy with it, but distractions aren't forever, and when she's alone, it's just her and her new form, and nothing to separate her from it.
She remembers Mukuro showing her the physical prowess of a monster, and how impressive it is, but that has little appeal to her.
But Mukuro loves her new form, and what it allows her, so there has to be something, right?]
You're not weird, Mukuro. I've met people far weirder than a werewolf girl, if you can believe it.
[Please, believe her. There are Stand Users shaped like Daikon radishes.]
I know what you're saying too, and I think you're mostly right, but there's not a lot I can imagine doing when I'm a monster like this. My body is so large, and my paws are sort of hand-shaped, but manipulating objects is hard.
Right now, the only good thing I can say about my new form is that my fur keeps me warm. I thought I would be miserable for the winter since I'm Italian, but even sitting out here...I don't feel a single chill.
[Which is neat, but not inherently useful when coats exist. Trish is thinking though, and she and Mukuro are different enough she's wracking her brain for a starting point, since Mukuro came out all this way, and she doesn't want the other were to think she's dismissing her points talking like this.]
I know being a monster has been good for you, but out of curiosity...has there been anything at all that was difficult to adjust to until you learned to manage it?