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figlia_morbida) wrote2022-08-08 05:05 pm
figlia_morbida) wrote2022-08-08 05:05 pm
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[He says it, and he means it, and it shows. When he smiles at her now, it's a smile of satisfaction and pride. He'd never say that he wants Trish to keep that wall up, because of course he doesn't, not in such specific terms, but . . . they both need their safety. She was frightened, and that's why she was so open. Now she knows she's capable of doing something to protect herself — to protect all of them — and she can shore herself up again.]
[That's why he's proud. Because she remembers she's not helpless at all.]
It'll be good to have as a backup, too, even once I get something more permanent. You can never have too many backups.
[Leaning back against his stupid pillow pile, he cants his head at her thoughtfully.]
You brought up a good point earlier. I hope you don't mind if I return to it . . . You used the word "careless" to refer to your behavior, but I think it's more nuanced than that. I've noticed . . .
[Hm. How best to put this? After a bit, he chooses to use an example.]
One of the first people I met here was Maya Fey, in a slightly altered state. She's been here for some years, as you probably know. It was very eye-opening to see the level of . . . resignation, for lack of a better word, she felt for the things that happen here. I think the best way I can put it is that the altered state she was in made it very clear that she sometimes feels very tired, after all this time. So some people's "careless" behavior stems from that. Others' might from unfamiliarity with the technology, lack of concern for their own safety, overfamiliarity with the technology to the point of not questioning it . . .
[He's getting distracted. He clicks his tongue.]
And then . . . someone I knew. Bethan. Who worked very hard against the Fog before I arrived. She didn't trust anyone. I don't think she ever used the network for anything personal, even if it was harmless. She was very, very paranoid. Rightly so, maybe, but at the same time—
I want us to find a middle ground. For the time we're stuck here, we must continue to live to the best of our abilities while also staying safe and secure. We can neither isolate ourselves nor become complacent.
[His expression softens as he looks back at her. His voice quiets, too. He looks almost pleading.]
You're your own person, not part of Passione. I'm never going to tell you what you should or shouldn't do. But it would mean a lot to me if you would work with me on this. On figuring out where to toe that line, so we can stay as stable and steadfast as possible. I won't let this place take any more from us than it absolutely has to, and certainly not from Fugo. He's suffered enough.
this tag killed me instantly, thank u Annechovie
Not that Giorno should have to do these things for her, but she'd be remiss if she didn't admit that he's...better equipped to deal with crises than her. She can survive them, sure, but it was never alone. She hadn't been able to escape her fate until Bruno and Giorno offered her their hands. Just like she returned the favor.
No...it would be impossible to do something so nigh insurmountable alone, and that goes for everything he's saying now. Sure, his pillow pile is comically large, but in this moment, with the way he leans back into it, it's like a soft throne for one of the softest boy-kings she knows. It's weird to know two, actually, but she holds these nickels with pride.
So she listens, her tail swaying gently behind her, and she crosses her arms. He's right, of course. She doesn't want to be the level of paranoid her father was, so much that killing him was erasing him from the world entirely. No...Giorno is right. They have to live, really live, to make their mark if nothing else. To be happy in spite of the world they've found themselves in.
Giorno...has had to do that his whole life.
So it is both surprising and not when Giorno holds out a hand to her, in all ways but physical. Because he's right, she's not beholden to his orders, she's not obligate to do anything he asks for any reason except that she wants to, and maybe...he finds that more meaningful. To have someone at his side who wants to be there that doesn't feel compelled, and who they both know is perhaps too much like him, sometime. But Giorno needs a sounding board too. Even if he is the Don of Passione, a figure that towers over her in every way, a looming shadow she can't forget because Passione nearly robbed her of what little she had left before they fought together to take back that and more. She will never be Giorno's equal...but she can work to be something closer to it, right?
As for Fugo...she saw a glimpse of that, didn't she? That Fugo's life was just as hard. And he can and will work himself to the bone without prompting.
So she meets Giorno's eyes, green versus green, as if a testament to how similar they can be underneath it all.]
...I'm not part of Passione, no. But I've always been your ally, Giorno. That's never going to change.
[She rocks back and forth on her heels.]
And I won't say anything to Fugo about this unless you do. I'm sure you know as well as I do he's already doing his best to keep us both comfortable.
[Chores, remembering the little things...Fugo does so many little things that when she thinks about them, they turn into a mountain and she's at the foothills.]
I don't want to be like Bethan or my father, either. Living in fear is not living at all, even if it gave us all the power in the world. So we'll start with ciphers tonight, and tomorrow...I'll be smarter about how I use the network. But I won't stop using it. Someone has to make sure you're behaving, hm?
[As if Giorno ever misbehaves on the network.
Still, he can definitely see the shift in her attitude. Trish with an ounce of confidence compared to a Trish that is scared and lost is a deep contrast to draw. If only she could maintain that confidence...]
But I will say I don't want to get too comfortable. I'll still be looking for a way out, and being unhappy in this place occasionally is a good reminder to do that.