figlia_morbida: ([black hole sun])
Trish Una ([personal profile] figlia_morbida) wrote 2022-05-02 06:53 am (UTC)

Bruno: i shan't fight / Trish: [rolling up her sleeves anyway]

[Trish has heard of people occasionally going into comas...but they all usually wind up in the graveyard when they awake from their "nap". But she's been here the whole time, asleep and not much worse for wear. And distinctly not covered in dirt, so it's not like anyone had to go unearthing her before dragging her back home.

She gets why Bruno is worried then, but the last thing she wants is to hold so much of his attention when he's given her that and so much more already. She would physically fight a virus and God if it meant Bruno Bucciarati wouldn't have to worry about her anymore.

Trish plants both of her hands on the floor, then, and meets the tilts of his head with a posture that is very much a challenge from the smaller werebear as she leans forward and hisses:
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You are not following me around outside of my room either.

[Absolutely not! It would be mortifying.

But she's the one sitting on the floor and complaining while he's in good shape, so what can she do to stop him, really? Of course, she has no idea he might also be worried because of what happened with the doubles. Something she knows nothing about. Hell, maybe she was asleep because one tried to poison her, since few of them were strong enough to fight a bear one on one.
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