[No, wrapping a tree with a coat probably is not at all comfortable for the tree. It really is unfortunate to see her changing back to that, and Trish thinks on it. She thinks on how the fog chooses arbitrary forms that leave her victims bereft of some comfort. Whether it be the comfort of touch or the simple joy of settling into a fluffy bathrobe after a hot shower, many monsters can't enjoy those things anymore.
Fur makes fur coats redundant, for example, which makes her glad her fur mostly vanishes when she doffs her skin and negates that problem for at least some portion of the day.
It makes her angry, as always, but Nanami manages to make her feel lighter. She's gentle in her words and sweet to regard Spice Girl so fondly for how little time she got to know the Stand. After months of being unable to both here and back home, it was nice to share in the marvel of it all.
Trish hums, a grumbly timber. Not intentionally so, but her throat makes her sound more like her monster than she ever has, really.]
You're right, it's not the same. I like to think that the moment we find a way to free our powers from the constraints put on us...she'll appear when I call.
She always had, even before I knew she was there.
[Felfri was unusual in every regard. Spice is practical to a fault, and really only appeared unprompted because of the huge, unprecedented gap in her understanding between when she was last conscious and then. After all, she said it herself: she'd been at Trish's side since Trish was little. It's weird to think about, that she had a constant companion she could neither see nor hear until meeting other Stand users prompted her own untapped potential to fully awaken.
It must've been lonely. Is the way she feels now the way Spice felt, or was Spice simply content to be there for her in the tiny capacity she could? Trish takes another thoughtful sip of her tea.]
Regardless, I'm not too worried. She's safe with me, so I'd rather focus on the friends I've got who aren't literally a part of my heart...like you.
It's why I came to see you. I won't lie and say I wasn't worried sick over everyone left behind in Felfri. So I'm happy to see you with my own eyes.
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Date: 2022-11-10 09:07 am (UTC)Fur makes fur coats redundant, for example, which makes her glad her fur mostly vanishes when she doffs her skin and negates that problem for at least some portion of the day.
It makes her angry, as always, but Nanami manages to make her feel lighter. She's gentle in her words and sweet to regard Spice Girl so fondly for how little time she got to know the Stand. After months of being unable to both here and back home, it was nice to share in the marvel of it all.
Trish hums, a grumbly timber. Not intentionally so, but her throat makes her sound more like her monster than she ever has, really.]
You're right, it's not the same. I like to think that the moment we find a way to free our powers from the constraints put on us...she'll appear when I call.
She always had, even before I knew she was there.
[Felfri was unusual in every regard. Spice is practical to a fault, and really only appeared unprompted because of the huge, unprecedented gap in her understanding between when she was last conscious and then. After all, she said it herself: she'd been at Trish's side since Trish was little. It's weird to think about, that she had a constant companion she could neither see nor hear until meeting other Stand users prompted her own untapped potential to fully awaken.
It must've been lonely. Is the way she feels now the way Spice felt, or was Spice simply content to be there for her in the tiny capacity she could? Trish takes another thoughtful sip of her tea.]
Regardless, I'm not too worried. She's safe with me, so I'd rather focus on the friends I've got who aren't literally a part of my heart...like you.
It's why I came to see you. I won't lie and say I wasn't worried sick over everyone left behind in Felfri. So I'm happy to see you with my own eyes.
Thank you for the peace of mind, Nanami.