[Straightening up, Giorno pushes himself off the wall and cocks his head.]
What, do you think the mirrors were an isolated incident? There's plenty they're not telling you at the outset. I couldn't tell you what the motive is, but it's true. The rules of magic aren't very well-defined.
Why, do you have something you don't want Nessie to hear? [It's a joke. But a very tired one.]
[His frown deepens for a bare moment; he was really hoping he was wrong about the mirrors. Then he lets it relax into something that approximates a smirk instead.]
Sure, don't you?
[Everyone's got secrets. Defensiveness lets people hone in toward those spots you don't want people to see, but going with the flow of a conversation lets you misdirect. He hums, letting his crossed arms lightly drop as he leans one against his hip.]
Sounds like you're pretty familiar with them. Normally, I'd offer to buy lunch and talk about these things they haven't told me yet, but I'm not exactly loaded with money at the moment. Maybe I can owe you one?
[That could be a dangerous thing to offer. But for now, the Coven are the greater unknown. It's a calculated risk. Here's hoping he's not bad at math (this time).]
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Of course.
[Straightening up, Giorno pushes himself off the wall and cocks his head.]
What, do you think the mirrors were an isolated incident? There's plenty they're not telling you at the outset. I couldn't tell you what the motive is, but it's true. The rules of magic aren't very well-defined.
Why, do you have something you don't want Nessie to hear? [It's a joke. But a very tired one.]
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Sure, don't you?
[Everyone's got secrets. Defensiveness lets people hone in toward those spots you don't want people to see, but going with the flow of a conversation lets you misdirect. He hums, letting his crossed arms lightly drop as he leans one against his hip.]
Sounds like you're pretty familiar with them. Normally, I'd offer to buy lunch and talk about these things they haven't told me yet, but I'm not exactly loaded with money at the moment. Maybe I can owe you one?
[That could be a dangerous thing to offer. But for now, the Coven are the greater unknown. It's a calculated risk. Here's hoping he's not bad at math (this time).]