[Moping is her number one coping strategy, unfortunately. Trish is used to simply laying down and giving up like a cat harnessed and leashed, a last show of defiance when there's nothing else she can do in the face of whatever the problem happens to be.
Like right now, demonstrated when Trish doesn't get up immediately, laid out flat in her self-made crater, her chin drawing an arc in the snow that's left as she turns her head away from Mukuro when the wolf loops back around to her side. Sore pride indeed.
Quietly, Trish grouses:]
I refuse.
[ :( ]
I've already had to give up shoes, I'm not about to get my hands just as filthy.
[ :( :( :(
She'd look dumb too!!! If asked if she thought Mukuro looked dumb running on all fours, the answer would be an emphatic "no", however. Mukuro looks cool no matter what she does.]
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Like right now, demonstrated when Trish doesn't get up immediately, laid out flat in her self-made crater, her chin drawing an arc in the snow that's left as she turns her head away from Mukuro when the wolf loops back around to her side. Sore pride indeed.
Quietly, Trish grouses:]
I refuse.
[ :( ]
I've already had to give up shoes, I'm not about to get my hands just as filthy.
[ :( :( :(
She'd look dumb too!!! If asked if she thought Mukuro looked dumb running on all fours, the answer would be an emphatic "no", however. Mukuro looks cool no matter what she does.]