[ At the sound of his name, Steve's ears swerve forward attentively. For a second, there's a look in his eye as though he's listening to something much more important and interesting than simply being told why his concern is misplaced. Then, he shrugs. ]
Okay.
[ Steve, good enough to pose a thoughtful question once, but boy enough to pass on the "I insist— no, I insist" war. He rolls the bike in, leaving an unseemly streak behind it. The shoes come off, and whether they'll be going back on depends entirely on how long this extension of hospitality he's caught in takes.
So, now he's standing around in his socks, waiting for Giorno to lead him into the uncharted territory that is where he lives on this side of reality. ]
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Okay.
[ Steve, good enough to pose a thoughtful question once, but boy enough to pass on the "I insist— no, I insist" war. He rolls the bike in, leaving an unseemly streak behind it. The shoes come off, and whether they'll be going back on depends entirely on how long this extension of hospitality he's caught in takes.
So, now he's standing around in his socks, waiting for Giorno to lead him into the uncharted territory that is where he lives on this side of reality. ]
Do you want it now, or later?