[She's had many, many thoughts since last month's revelation. Sifting through memories and filtering the most tumultuous thoughts back and forth until something clearer is unearthed.
Diavolo and Doppio are the same person.
It's nearly winter again, and she's brought out the photo Doppio gave her many months ago now. Donatella beams up at her, the only person who could've possibly guessed from the start when the man she was so fond of was split in twain. She would've known right away, Trish thinks.
But the memories are enough to tell her that Doppio fits the bill for every descriptor of the man Donatella called her "fairweather papà". Diavolo claimed it was him in the most direct sense, and maybe it was, but that doesn't erase Doppio's involvement.
What does she do with this? Doppio has been more amenable to speaking with her than Diavolo has ever been, but what about now? Where is their truce at? Doppio hasn't reached out at all, so maybe Diavolo has forbid it.
But...she'd rather know for sure than assume.]
Doppio?
Are you able to respond? It's not urgent, but it is important. I need to know where we stand.
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Diavolo and Doppio are the same person.
It's nearly winter again, and she's brought out the photo Doppio gave her many months ago now. Donatella beams up at her, the only person who could've possibly guessed from the start when the man she was so fond of was split in twain. She would've known right away, Trish thinks.
But the memories are enough to tell her that Doppio fits the bill for every descriptor of the man Donatella called her "fairweather papà". Diavolo claimed it was him in the most direct sense, and maybe it was, but that doesn't erase Doppio's involvement.
What does she do with this? Doppio has been more amenable to speaking with her than Diavolo has ever been, but what about now? Where is their truce at? Doppio hasn't reached out at all, so maybe Diavolo has forbid it.
But...she'd rather know for sure than assume.]
Doppio?
Are you able to respond? It's not urgent, but it is important. I need to know where we stand.
[Silence is an answer too.
It's what she expects, really.]