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Watching you step down the stairs and take a seat on the boat quietly, his gaze scanned everyone aboard while a frown overtook his expression. "Are you serious about this? You'll all be killed, without a doubt. There are some things in this world that you just can't do, even if you're right. Our job has always been dirty. How is this any different?"

"Even then...I can't lie to myself." Moving over to start the boat's motor Bruno added on once more as it rumbled to life, "Let's go! Once this boat takes off you're officially traitors!" Pulling away from the island the boat began speeding off.

Guiding the boat a bit away from the island you heart someone speak, "(Y/N), I'll need you to re-attach Trish's hand." Catching your attention Bruno shifted the pink haired girl in place pulling her temporarily fixed hand away from the boats edge, a zipper was easily visible holding the limbs together.

"Oh yeah of course! I wasn't even aware she had an injury." Feeling bad that you didn't notice something like that to begin with, you made your way towards the back of the boat sitting just off to the side of the pink haired girl.

Taking her hand in your own and focusing on mending the girls injury, your eyes drifted to the back of the boat catching sight of something rather interesting.

"Uh Bruno, you should turn around." Turning in place to look back Bruno's eyes landed on Narancia swimming through the water.

"Bucciarati! I'll go! I'll go, too! I'm coming with you! Don't order me not to go with you! Trish is me! She's me! The wound on her arm is my own!" Stopping the boat and waiting for the black haired teen to swim closer Giorno helped him aboard.

Smiles were set out across everyone's expression.

""You took way too long to make your decision." Helping Giorno pull the male up, Mista let out a hum.

"You'd better not hold this against us later on." Inputting that Abbacchio gave the teen an approving look, a smile was faintly etched onto his lips.

"Narancia, I have nothing but respect for your courage." Giving an approving nod of his own Girono let out a hum afterwards.

Tugging your gaze away from where Narancia was you focused on the island once more, a sigh left your lips. "I guess Fugo isn't going to come after all. But it was his choice. Nobody can force him to come with us." Though it was a bit saddening to have to leave him behind the two of you did name different decisions in the end.

Narancia who was still currently gaping like a fish on the floor of the boat craned his head over towards where you and Bruno sat. "Bucciarati! I...I want to protect Trish! I'll defeat the boss with you!"

A warm proud smile took over the man's expression, he was happy that there were so many members of the team that wanted to join, even if this could very well be their last mission.

"You did good Narancia. Now catch your breath." Giving the boy a soft nod you flashed him a smile, Trish's hand was now fully fixed though you didn't feel like letting it go anytime soon. You could only imagine what the poor girl had gone through in that church, let alone what happened to Bruno.

Letting your eyes wander off to the side where said man sat you could only ponder over the possible events that happened. His wounds were life threatening and he could've died then and there, hell you though he did die for a brief period of time. You were happy to know that you'd made it in time, and just happy all together that he was there beside you breathing and talking with the others like nothing had happened.

He truly was a strong leader.

Pulling your gaze away from the man and off to the side a sigh left through your nose, your mind still occupied by questions and thoughts about what was to come next.

Having noticed you staring from the side Bruno remained quiet, he could tell there was a lot on your mind and that one of those things was about what happened in the church. Which was understandable. If you and Giorno hadn't arrived when you did he wouldn't have been able to do what was happening now.

A sincere smile spread out across his face even if you weren't facing him, turning his own head to the side and looking at the buildings passing by he rested a hand onto the seat. It landed lightly on your free one before curling around it.

Neither of you said anything, just letting it happen.

Though eventually after a bit you ended up bringing Trish inside the turtle, it was currently one of the safest places to be and in doing so Bruno had stated that it would be beneficial for you to reside there for the time being as well.

Having moved Trish onto the large L shaped couch you have a hum, you weren't aware of how her encounter with her dad went, but you could take a pretty good guess.

Moving off towards the mini fridge and cracking it open you spied the contents, there were still quite a lot of drinks left so variety wasn't a problem. Tugging out a bottle of water you could hear the shifting of couch cushions. Your gaze right away snapped back to see Trish sit up rubbing her forehead.

"Oh, you're awake." Chiming that out and waiting for her to gain her bearings one what was happening you spoke once more, "Do you want anything to drink?" Motioning towards the fridge you waited patiently for a response.

"Water?" Her words sounded like more of a question than an answer.

"Is that your answer or are you asking if there's water here?" Quirking up a brow you pursed your lips adding on, "I mean there's also juice and beer in here if you'd prefer that." Directing your attention back to the fridge you moved some things around to look at their labels.

Not hearing a response you moved to turn back before nearly falling into the mini fridge. Quickly adjusting to the new weight on your back you glances over your shoulder finding Trish nuzzling into it. Her arms had softly moved curling around your waist while a breath left his lips.

"Water's just fine." Murmuring that into your shoulder she hummed once more, her eyes closed as you accommodated the girl, shifting the water bottle in hand before tapping her hands lightly.

"Here's your water." Humming that out you realized that she wasn't moving and just sighed, she must've needed the comfort. "If you need to talk about what happened I'm all ears. But if you also just need a hug I got you as well."

Feeling her arms grow lax from around you, you spun in place engulfing her in a proper hug. Right away she once again held onto you tightly as though you'd slip through her fingertips.

Feeling you hold her back gave the girl a strong sense of comfort, it was something she felt she needed after having a near death experience. Of course she wasn't fully aware of what had happened but it was scary regardless.

"I just...need the hug right now." Although her words were muffled by the fabric of your shirt you let out a noise in acknowledgement.

"Of course."

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Trish @ (Y/N):

This was more of a filler chapter to be honest but I can't wait to get into the more actionie bits!

Also side note, I'm curious but what other shows do you all watch?

But once again as always I hope you all have a good day/week/weekend!