He's not wrong. He's not wrong in the slightest, but the blunt words press tight against her throat, and Trish wants to fight him on it as much as she wants to avoid saying anything more.
If all it takes is a bullet, then why is she still here?
She types that rejoinder and deletes it many times before deciding not to send it. She's already insulted the man, typing something like that now would be pitiful. No, she chooses to be completely transparent instead. That's the whole point of bringing this up, isn't it?]
A number of things. Rome, Gold Experience Requiem.
He talked to me extensively about what exactly Gold Experience Requiem was capable of, because it's apparently rendered my father completely terrified of Giorno.
I didn't know about that prior to our talk, but I've had perfectly civil conversations with Doppio before. I told him in spite of where we stand now, I didn't want to be enemies.
He agreed.
It's not out of fondness. We made it clear to one another on that front. But he agreed all the same.
However, I didn't tell him about you. I didn't tell him I hadn't gotten anyone's agreement. I didn't expect to ever have it, honestly. What I promised him is that if any of you threaten them with no preamble, and I'm present for it...
I will oppose you. Physically, if I have to.
In return, he should see to it that my father is steered away from us so the above doesn't happen.
[Hey, he asked her if she was insane before. This? This is probably worse.]
<Zigazigah>
You're naïve.
You're naïve.
He's not wrong. He's not wrong in the slightest, but the blunt words press tight against her throat, and Trish wants to fight him on it as much as she wants to avoid saying anything more.
If all it takes is a bullet, then why is she still here?
She types that rejoinder and deletes it many times before deciding not to send it. She's already insulted the man, typing something like that now would be pitiful. No, she chooses to be completely transparent instead. That's the whole point of bringing this up, isn't it?]
A number of things. Rome, Gold Experience Requiem.
He talked to me extensively about what exactly Gold Experience Requiem was capable of, because it's apparently rendered my father completely terrified of Giorno.
I didn't know about that prior to our talk, but I've had perfectly civil conversations with Doppio before. I told him in spite of where we stand now, I didn't want to be enemies.
He agreed.
It's not out of fondness. We made it clear to one another on that front. But he agreed all the same.
However, I didn't tell him about you. I didn't tell him I hadn't gotten anyone's agreement. I didn't expect to ever have it, honestly. What I promised him is that if any of you threaten them with no preamble, and I'm present for it...
I will oppose you. Physically, if I have to.
In return, he should see to it that my father is steered away from us so the above doesn't happen.
[Hey, he asked her if she was insane before. This? This is probably worse.]