[That's not something she's ever considered, not once. Memories aren't real, but the feelings can be...? Is that how it works in a place that warps bodies and perception as readily as clay begging to be molded? Trish supposes...the person at their core, and the feelings therein, that's all they can really hold on to in place like Ryslig.

But it's hard, because she wants stability, something tangible and stable.

Atem is a clever person, eminently flexible...where she sees something too good to be true, too suspicious to really trust, he sees opportunity. And he's sentimental too, she knows. Sweet and understanding. His heart is big enough she can see how he wouldn't hesitate to let people in if they showed they only meant well, or the potential for it.]

Is that so? I think you're simply the type of person that draws others to you. You make friends easily.

[She believes that more than anything. She has to admit she's been drawn too.

As for Giorno...Trish frowns. To Atem, it must have seemed really invasive and ultimately unkind with no context to back it. As if Atem would betray a friend's trust like that.

And what he says resonates with her. It's what she's decided on too, as someone who can't fight...her only strength is espousing reason and showing kindness as much as she can. She's verbally strong-armed Doppio, sure, but she likes to think he could see her logic, even if he didn't want to admit it.

Trish pulls her feet out of the water, then, but only to tuck her legs against her body, wrapping her arms around her knees and curling up.]

...I had no idea Giorno reached out to you. [Said softly.] Doppio and Diavolo wronged us deeply back home, and I know he can't forgive that. Neither can I. But I...

I don't think fighting them is the answer anymore. So if you can reach Doppio's heart like you say, then I'm with you, Atem. I want to see you succeed.

However, I don't know how much Diavolo will allow that. If there's anyone that can ultimately sabotage you, it's him.