The shrill sound of a zipper ringing through the air is one that always brings a pause. There was a time when he never expected to hear that particular sound again; it was unique, given the usual swiftness of how the operative moved and how the zippers themselves were made of more than just some sort of metal. But the sound was back, and he stops from his business when he is beckoned, turning on his heel as he looks toward the older man.
“Of course. Is there something that needs my attention?”
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❝ I suppose firstly, I wished to see you..❝
Could he not visit someone from his past? Someone who he worked with oh so much and spent so much time with? After so much work they had practically become family at this point. That was what a gang was about right? A group of people, tightly knit, much like relations by blood? Regardless, Bruno cocked his hip to the side as his hand slid down to it, speaking up once more as he relaxed in his stance.
Oh, dear. She begins to stir, before simply rolling over. Close call, there, but she’s still sound asleep.
❝ Hm..❝
Bruno glanced over at the blonde who seemed to be asleep on the most strangest of places.. Seeing no real reason to assume much , he made his way over to check on her quickly.
Generally speaking, he normally wouldn’t bother Giorno, after all that had happened, he felt maybe some time alone would be for the best, after he.. ‘Left’ so to say, in a way that many wished he hadn’t. But through some miracle, Bruno was standing at a home where he had heard Giorno was staying.
What better way to see him than to use Sticky Fingers?
After his stand placed a hand on the wall, Bruno stepped forward and entered the home before calling out.
