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Having returned and picked up the others, you found yourself nestled in between Bruno and Narancia in the second row. Both hands extended forwards cradling Abbacchio's softly between them. He'd woken up surprisingly enough when the van had stopped in front of the house eyes blinking away any grogginess he had yet he was insistent that everyone load in and we head off before you could do anything to aid him.

It was quite surprising that you could reattach the man's missing appendage, but nonetheless you now focused on mending the torn muscles and veins in his wrist. Bruno from his seat beside you observed the large cut once severing the man's hand begin closing itself off and how colour once again began returning to the hand itself as blood once again circulated it..

"Let me see the key we obtained again, Narancia." Calling back towards the black haired teen beside you, Narancia merely just tossed the item, not much though going into the act till Abbacchio pulled his hand away from you to catch it.

Upon making contact with the key Abbacchio quickly pulled his hand back, the feeling of it making contact hurt tremendously and right away you leaned out of your seat capturing the appendage in your own once more. "Narancia! I literally just reattached it like five minutes ago!" Scolding the teen, you let out a huff shaking your head.

"Aw come on he's just overreacting. It should be a good sign that you can feel again." Pointing a finger towards the white haired man Narancia merely rolled his eyes hearing a few choice words be fired his way.

"It's a good sign but it's going to be sensitive for a bit, try and be more mindful." continuing to lightly scolding the teen, you re-focused your attention on removing any leftover pain from Abbacchio's hand, pausing to picking the key off the ground and passing it towards the man.

Mindful to wait till his good hand reached over.

Mumbling a quick 'thank you' he tried ignoring the soft circular motion of your thumb along his palm focusing on the key now in hand.

Raising it above his head and turning it upside down the man's ombre hues read words that were engraved into the glass ball, "I thank you for protecting my daughter, Bucciarati. Go to the drinking fountain with a turtle on the sixth platform at Naples station, and use this key. Then, take my daughter to Venice by train. P.S My mission for you will end once you get to Venice."

Lowering the key he let out a hum, "What's supposed to be by the drinking fountain at the station?"

"Maybe a secret door to something." Inputting that as a guess you softly pulled your hand away from holding onto Abbacchio's, feeling as though you'd done a good job at fully fixing it up.

Having folded his arms over one another Bruno released a hum, "The boss mentioned a way for us to travel without being found by the enemy. The station is dangerous, but we'll just have to trust him and go."

Leaning over you from his seat Narancia stared at the Capo, "D-Do you think the boss is actually in Venice? Since it's mentioned in that note?"

Raising a hand and pushing Narancia back into his own seat you brought up your legs resting your chin on them, "Probably. But I don't think that's something we really need to worry about right at this very moment." Murmuring that out you could see Bruno nod in agreement towards what you'd added.

"We're just going to do as we're ordered." Adding that onto your comment Bruno glanced at the time, "There's a super express leaving for Florence in ten minutes. We'll take that." He then glanced towards the three seated in the back, "Mista, is anyone following us?"

Turning back Mista shook his head, "So far, we're good. I can't say the same for the station though. There'll be plenty of paid guys who'll report information about us." After that was said half the car went quiet.

The commotion in the back went unregistered till you heard Mista clearly say something related to breasts and thighs.

Shifting in your seat to stare back at the two currently speaking you broke through their conversation, "What the hell are you weirdo's talking about? You better not be making Trish uncomfortable." Pointing a finger towards the two then towards Trish you raised a brow.

"Are they making you uncomfortable?" Shaking her head in response to your question you let out a hum, gaze returning back towards the other two. "Keep your comments about our guest to yourself." The statement was more or less aimed towards Mista seeing as he was the one who you heard make said weird comments.

Once again moving your gaze towards the pink haired girl, your arms wrapped around the headrest keeping you in place as the van continued driving. "If you want to switch seats let me know. Also I would offer you something but at the moment there's not much besides my companionship that's on the table." You watched her give a nod understanding your choice of words and attempt at hospitality.

"Thanks." Murmuring that she appreciated how attentive you were, the corners of his lips twitched up following your words. The other two across from her had quickly returned to their seats, her eyes trailed over their expressions momentarily before coming to the conclusion that a shadow of a mouth was strewn across Mista's face while Fugo just had a faint frown opting to cross his arms.

Now she hasn't been around the group nearly as long as you, but she could already pinpoint how everyone acted around you. Each member constantly striving for your attention whether it be intentional or unintentional.

"Aw, what about us? You're not going to offer us your companionship?" Crossing his arms and giving a more pronounced pout Mista stared up at where your head rested on top of the headrest, a huff merely left your lips followed by an eye roll.

"I mean, I can revoke it if that's what you want? Mista seems to want me to revoke my companionship, what about you Fugo?" Turning your attention away from the gunslinger who'd begun denying what you'd said the blond just shook his head.

"I'll pass on the revoke, that is unless you don't want my companionship?" Flipping the question back on you, he was relieved that the conversation switched quickly from him accidentally falling on Trish and Mista's rambling.

That would've been embarrassing if you'd heard everything.

"No no no I'll keep the companionship." Insisting that you shook your head at the blond, "You can't get rid of me that easily." Referring back to earlier in the day when you'd returned to the blond practically bludgeoned a smile crept onto your face.

It wasn't exactly something to be smiling about but it was a show to let him know you'd always be around.

"You guys are being weirdly close. What the heck happened earlier?" Shifting himself in place to mimic how you were sitting, Narancia rested his chin on his seats headrest.

Merely pursing your lips at this you let out a hum, "Just something Fugo and I would understand, nothing too dras-" "You were passed out the last time I saw you." Releasing a huff at Abbacchio's sudden interruption you turned, looking at him from over your shoulder.

"Says the guy who cut off his own hand." Snapping back with that you caught the tail end of an eye roll, turning your attention back towards Narancia.

"Anyways, it was a bonding experience is what I was going to say." Looking towards the strawberry blond he seemed to give a nod in agreement, a slight smile had found its way onto his own expression.

"A bonding experience indeed."

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Y/N hearing part of the conversation in the back:

Aha hello once more! We have an early morning update today! (Since I have work in like an hour lmao) Hope it's to your liking!

Also side note one of my friends has been watching jojo with me (Via digitally of course) and we're only on par 3. She mentioned liking Kakyoin and I swear I teared up a bit (I love him so much ;-;)

But anyways as always, I'll see you all again on Thursday!