[She's not yelling!!! She's chastising. There's a difference.
Trish makes a small noise at his response, however, energy escaping in a slow exhaled breath, and she's not cowed, exactly, but Bruno couldn't be more wrong. Of course she's terrified, but once again, she has no actual control over the situation and neither does Bruno, which is a harrowing thought. There's the unbidden, new fear of "what if they get separated" floating around too, because at least having someone familiar to discuss with and talk to made it feel immediately less daunting even if it still felt too surreal to really digest. Losing that would be...
But of course, Bruno is always so focused. And sure, he has a point, so she wrinkles her nose, turning sullenly away from him, burying her face into her arms. She's tired.]
Right, I forgot.
[No, she didn't.]
This stuff makes me nauseous just from looking at it...
[She murmurs, mostly to herself. This is the worst!!! Time to mope in her slimed state like a professional would.]
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Trish makes a small noise at his response, however, energy escaping in a slow exhaled breath, and she's not cowed, exactly, but Bruno couldn't be more wrong. Of course she's terrified, but once again, she has no actual control over the situation and neither does Bruno, which is a harrowing thought. There's the unbidden, new fear of "what if they get separated" floating around too, because at least having someone familiar to discuss with and talk to made it feel immediately less daunting even if it still felt too surreal to really digest. Losing that would be...
But of course, Bruno is always so focused. And sure, he has a point, so she wrinkles her nose, turning sullenly away from him, burying her face into her arms. She's tired.]
Right, I forgot.
[No, she didn't.]
This stuff makes me nauseous just from looking at it...
[She murmurs, mostly to herself. This is the worst!!! Time to mope in her slimed state like a professional would.]