trish doesn't know if she should laugh or cry.

the boy looks like a carbon copy. if not for her confidence in dantes lack of acting skills, she would accuse him of messing with her intel gathering. lady is missing so much by refusing to participate in this clown trip.

trish kinda likes the boy. he's clumsy a bit, loud, rude and determined. she can't wait to see dantes face when they meet. but again, would the man even notice anything? maybe he stinks too much of pizza and blood to smell something under his nose.

honestly, how does that even happen? has the boys mother simply decided to never seek dante? hm, that was an assumption she ever knew who the childs father was. maybe she never survived long enough, maybe she was too soft. the boy was too human for her to have any demonic heritage of her own.

it is not her deal, after all. she's here to do her stuff, not to dwell on some long-lost probably-spardas-nestling. but oh he looks exactly like dante. lady is missing so much.

"о! — подумала я, немного сходя с ума, — что если я напишу что-то от лица Триш!"
это была ужасная идея, я настрадалась