She carefully just started walking, hand holding Rhia's gingerly despite how her movements emphasized her build. The way she strided, the way she held her head and her pony-tail swished. Her dominant look and expression, proud gaze and determined attitude. It could make just about anyone look at her and know not to start a fight with this alley bish.

Rhia quietly walks with her. Its safe to say shes a lot less threatening-looking than Trisha.

Well that was alright, Trisha was perfectly fine with having a friend that didn't look threatening. Hey, was better than her punk of a cousin who liked to start fist fights with her on a wim.

She doesnt do much.

That was still okay with Trisha as she sorta just calmly walked along, once not a lot of people where around she did relax and was more her real self again. Less threatening for sure. Strides calmer and smooth, body relaxed and not tense. Eyes calm and soft, she didn't hold her head as high nor did her expression say 'mess with me and your dead'.

Rhias apathetic appearance melts away and she gives Trisha a big smile.

Trisha looks to her and smiles back. "Well, things don't look that interesting around here." She admitted.

She giggles and nods.

She laughs softly. "Dang, you're good at cover. Even I couldn't pull off being utterly apathetic, and trust me~." She flipped her pony-tail with her free hand. "That's saying a lot." Yeup, there goes the ego.

She laughs again.