he'd probably have recognized it sooner, but A. he's completely exhausted, and B. he, too, hates this, and is still trying to process everything. At the moment, his main thought is "this isn't what I thought Hell would be like." All things considered, he's been a lot worse than slimy and confused - he was in a drug lord's body previously, and he was deaf, blind and practically dead before that - so he's trying to take it in stride. Bruno is nothing if not resilient. Yes, he feels like absolute shit. But he's conscious. He can feel his heart beating, and he knows that he accomplished what he wanted to do, and that his men are safe...
Or so he thought. He doesn't trust his own ears at first, so in a sense, it's good that Trish doesn't shut up, because then there's no mistaking what he's hearing. It takes a bit of effort to stand up now that he's been sitting down - he has to grab the wall for traction - but once he's on his feet, it's easy to see her across the cell over the other bodies huddled inside. ]
Trish! [ would you look at that - it's your handsome and noble caporegime!! Looking less of both, completely drenched in goop as he is, but hey. Time to start stumbling his way over there. ] What are you doing here?!
[ it does break his heart. this better not mean she's dead. :( ]
if you didn't swallow it whole it doesn't count
he'd probably have recognized it sooner, but A. he's completely exhausted, and B. he, too, hates this, and is still trying to process everything. At the moment, his main thought is "this isn't what I thought Hell would be like." All things considered, he's been a lot worse than slimy and confused - he was in a drug lord's body previously, and he was deaf, blind and practically dead before that - so he's trying to take it in stride. Bruno is nothing if not resilient. Yes, he feels like absolute shit. But he's conscious. He can feel his heart beating, and he knows that he accomplished what he wanted to do, and that his men are safe...
Or so he thought. He doesn't trust his own ears at first, so in a sense, it's good that Trish doesn't shut up, because then there's no mistaking what he's hearing. It takes a bit of effort to stand up now that he's been sitting down - he has to grab the wall for traction - but once he's on his feet, it's easy to see her across the cell over the other bodies huddled inside. ]
Trish! [ would you look at that - it's your handsome and noble caporegime!! Looking less of both, completely drenched in goop as he is, but hey. Time to start stumbling his way over there. ] What are you doing here?!
[ it does break his heart. this better not mean she's dead. :( ]