[Holding onto the people who matter starts to become a necessity in a place like Ryslig. Who knows if they'll be there tomorrow, whether you've been whisked off to a pocket dimension or they've been washed away to the Sea of Stars.

Losing people is scary...but never knowing them at all is not less painful and deeply lonely.

Trish's inspection of the kitchen, meanwhile, yields a space that isn't spotless...but frankly ordinary. As such, she deems it acceptable.

She finds it funny, too, how easily excitable Nanami is. Her ability here isn't nearly as impressive as her Stand, but that doesn't seem to matter to Nanami.]

It's nice, isn't it? Otherwise I would've worried about coming to visit you, only to find I can't fit through the door.

[She sweeps across the tile floor, then, to join Nanami.

While it's nice of Nanami to be such a gracious host, she's the one who's sick!]

Would you like a hand? Since I've got actual hands to offer now, as you've seen.

[Very funny.]