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The boat ride back to Naples was...quiet. You had tried to make conversation with Trish on various occasions, but it seemed like she didn't want to talk much with the others around. Though you wouldn't want to blame her, anyone would be annoyed and embarrassed if they opened a door and two idiots tumbled in.

Now at the temporary safe house you could finally see the girl relax a bit, she'd asked you quite softly if you could accompany her to her room which right away you obliged to having been given the responsibility to stick with her regardless.

Sitting cross legged on top of the white bed sheets your gaze drifted around the all green room before settling on the pink haired girl. She'd been perched on top of the room's dresser staring out the window for quite some time now.

"So...uh what's your favorite colour?" Sucking in your cheeks and releasing a slight pop noise you asked a simple question hoping to at least get a ball rolling. Her eyes moved from the window towards where you sat scanning your face for any hidden intent.

"Hm, pink and yellow." Pulling her legs up onto the dresser and tucking them below her chin she let out an airy hum. "What about you?"

Having the question asked back nearly made you grin victoriously. It'd taken you quite some time to actually get a conversation to carry on so her asking the question back made you ecstatic. "I can see why you'd like those colours, they look good on you." Saying that your compliment flowed out quickly before being followed by your own answer to the question. "And I'd have to say my favorite colour is (F/C)."

Nodding at your answer she then let out a sigh, her fingers played with the edge of her skirt acting as a sort of distraction for the compliment you gave her. She wasn't really one to get them often and one could even say she'd become a tad shy around you considering you've done it twice on such basic things, both completely genuine.

"You've been with this team for a while right?" Right away focusing your attention back on Trish you gave a nod letting her know that you were listening. "How long have you been on it exactly?"

Tapping your hand against the bed in through you clicked your tongue, you never really counted the days but rounding them up you could get an estimate, "Hm about a month? Two months? Give or take, I mean time flies by when you have to make sure the house doesn't burn down constantly." Answering with that and throwing in a quick joke near the end you could make out the corner of her lips raise.

"Do you like being on the team?"

Raising a brow at the question you shook your head letting out an airy laugh, "With my entire being, these guys are like family to me and I'd give anything to protect them." Stating that you nodded to yourself before grinning at the girl, "And since you're a part of this team now, I'd give anything to protect you as well. Though I will say you did pretty well by yourself with Narancia."

Hearing you say that she gave a short laugh shaking her head at the recollection, she really just wasn't a fan of unfamiliar people touching her so when he did it set her off quite a bit. Though now thinking about it and pondering over the way you spoke she couldn't help but feel warm feeling like everything you'd said was once again genuine.

"You're nice." Simply murmuring that and moving her gaze back to the window she pursed her lips, the tips of her ears became red after saying that but they went unnoticed merely blending in with her hair.

Unable to find any suitable response you just bobbed your head shifting along the bed till you reached the edge. Uncrossing your legs and standing up you let out a groan feeling your stiffened joints crack at the movement. "Man I think I'm turning into a human glow stick." Chiming that out absentmindedly and stretching your arms out more cracks sounded.

"You sound like a human glow stick." Locking eyes with Trish as she said that the two of you remained quiet for a bit, before bursting into soft laughter. The pink haired girl's comment was unexpected but hey, whatever gets her out of her shell was A-okay in your books.

Settling down and slipping into a comfortable silence the two of you merely looked out the window, it seemed to have been a rather nice day outside but with the job at hand it'd be dangerous to go out.

Especially since you recently learned that even if you're apart of the same organization other members would have and see no problem with attacking.

"So, (Y/N). Catching your attention once more and waiting for you to look over she led off into another question. "What's your position in the group?" It was a simple question that she'd been meaning to ask, you didn't seem like much of a fighter so you must've had a different role than the others.

"Ah well, I'm the team's medic. The (L/N)'s are a group of doctors and medics that work for Passione." Explaining that and adding a bit of what your 'family' did Trish gave a nod in understanding. She could definitely see you take up the role of the groups medic, you had that sort of aura about you that almost screamed 'angel' of sorts.

"Meaning if you get hurt or anything you come get me first." Pointing towards yourself and giving the girl another grin you could see her nod letting out a noise in acknowledgment. Her eyes then shifted back outside focusing on something before muffled shouts were heard.

Perking up at the noise you leaned over the pink haired girl's shoulder looking out the window as well, your eyes trailed towards the group of five outside. Four of which were staring down at Narancia who was seated along the house's front stairs. Moving to open the window and hear what was going on you spotted Giorno glance over sparing him a quick wave.

"Narancia, repeat it one more time."

"I told you, the shopping-" "Not that!" Both Fugo and Narancia yelled back and forth about the situation and a slight laugh couldn't help but leave your lips, though looking closer at the black haired teen you could see scratches and burns littering his skin.

"Wait! Guys, someone fill me in, why does Narancia look like he almost got cremated?!" Calling that out and wanting to know what happened you muttered a quick 'I'll be right back' to Trish before oh so elegantly climbing out the window, almost failing to land if the blond who you'd waved at moments prior didn't assist, lending a hand. "Oh, thanks."

Blinking at what you just did Fugo let out a sigh, "Firstly you could've used the stairs, secondly she's on the ground now and out of the bush, then thirdly this idiot here gave away our position to the enemy." The second point was clearly aimed towards Giorno who still held your hand in his from helping you out of the shrubbery surrounding the house, which he released quickly seeing Fugo jut a thumb back towards Narancia to follow along with his last point.

"Don't forget that I set a street on fire too. But I still got him." Hearing Narancia mumble that you quirked a brow before just giving up on asking any questions. From what he'd said and how he looked you could only assume he'd gotten into a fight with someone and the street being set on fire was just the result of it.

"But regardless of your acts of arson let me fix you up." Insisting on that and crouching in front of him you extended your hands out rested him on either side of his face as a gold stream shimmered from them fixing up each burn or scratch the boy had.

Both Trish and Giorno watched, almost fixated on what you were doing. The blond knew you had support based abilities but he wouldn't really have figured it was healing or that you were the team's medic. That last piece of information was answered by Bruno earlier on, when he couldn't seem to find you. Trish on the other hand found the ability quite beautiful, she hadn't really seen anything like it in action nor knew you had something like it.

They both now could only wonder what the actual healing process would feel like.

Maybe you were an angel.

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The team @ Y/N when she climbed out the window:

I will see talk to you all again Saturday!