[ So he actually can tell? That explains his earlier confidence in throwing the poor man currently hoisted over his shoulders to the wolves. Bruno thought there must be a chance he truly knew. That begs the question of how. Maybe he really does have a small remote Stand like Mista. Or maybe he has something so strange he'd never guess it based on these surface-level observations.
Based on what happens next, he's going to guess it's the latter.
It hits him in a wave, like nothing he's ever quite felt before - he's reminded of the church basement, crawling on his belly while his faceless boss decided his fate. Even Bruno can't help but stumble under the unexpected pressure. The scientist going slack on his back helps keep him grounded, ironically - the dead weight is suddenly more dead than ever before, and he needs to concentrate to keep him in place. He grits his teeth, trying to calm his pulse, as he shoots a hard look over at Illumi. There's no doubt it's coming from him. He notices the rats retreating, too - and just like that, it's over, and everything feels normal again. ]
... We're going, [ he replies, after a moment and a measured stare. No explanation, huh? Bruno starts moving again, moving as briskly as he can with the extra weight (he's not all that brawny), but he's quick to focus his attentions on his partner here in the meanwhile. ] What did you just do?
illumi... your vibes are wretched
Based on what happens next, he's going to guess it's the latter.
It hits him in a wave, like nothing he's ever quite felt before - he's reminded of the church basement, crawling on his belly while his faceless boss decided his fate. Even Bruno can't help but stumble under the unexpected pressure. The scientist going slack on his back helps keep him grounded, ironically - the dead weight is suddenly more dead than ever before, and he needs to concentrate to keep him in place. He grits his teeth, trying to calm his pulse, as he shoots a hard look over at Illumi. There's no doubt it's coming from him. He notices the rats retreating, too - and just like that, it's over, and everything feels normal again. ]
... We're going, [ he replies, after a moment and a measured stare. No explanation, huh? Bruno starts moving again, moving as briskly as he can with the extra weight (he's not all that brawny), but he's quick to focus his attentions on his partner here in the meanwhile. ] What did you just do?