[Isn't, not wasn't. Despite being completely disconnected from their Stands, with little to no chance of reaching them in this world, Giorno hasn't given up on them. Isn't, not wasn't, because he believes that this separation is only temporary. A tight feeling cinches around his chest like an anchor, painful and heavy. This isn't even what Giorno is here to talk about.]

... something like that. [It could be argued that equilibrium is more complicated than Giorno is making it out to be; that magic as Geardagas knows it is a sort river system, flowing from Witches to Monsters. Except that would be distraction tactics.] I'll spare you the formulas.

Practically speaking, I understand the necessity-- [And here, just for a moment, he truly does seem ill. Admitting this thing he has avoided for so long leaves him feeling sick to his stomach.] ... of a Bond. My concerns are primarily personal in nature.