[ it is actually shockingly undignified for Trish, which might also be a component in his staring. As he thought, she's acting tough, but she's likely not feeling all that great in reality. Anyone would be thirsty and disoriented after sleeping for that long. The fact remains, however, that he has no idea what did this to her. As far as he can tell, this affliction hasn't befallen any other monsters, nor any townspeople. Some kind of illness only werebears can contract? But he's felt fine, for the most part...

He doesn't realize he's staring until she calls him out on it, at which point he sighs and bows his head, shutting his eyes briefly before glancing off to the side. ]

It's good that you're back, but not knowing what did this is frustrating.

[ since he doubts she's going to get up and walk around anytime soon, Bruno takes a seat on the floor, himself. ]

Keeping you safe is a priority for me. If there's something out here posing a threat to your life, then I need to identify it.