[Very few things horrify Giorno anymore. He sees Jotaro writhing on the sand and he thinks, He's hurting, and another part of him thinks, He asked to be hurt, and another part thinks, Is that a good reason to give it to him?]
[Yes, but also no. Yes, because he made a promise. No, because Jotaro is not his enemy.]
[. . . But he made a promise. And he believes - he really does believe - that Jotaro would not allow himself to use Giorno as a tool for his own martyrdom. That was not the goal of this evening. The goal of this evening was a fight.]
[So he'll fight to win.]
[Star Platinum attacks, pure animalistic violence, and Giorno - beams, because that's him, that's his friend, that's his family, that's Jotaro and his beautiful soul hurting on the ground and fighting to the end with everything he's got. They really aren't so different, are they? They both suffer, and they both fight. They endure.]
[Giorno beams, and Gold Experience Requiem smiles, too, a soft and secret smile like it's just heard an inside joke, and it looks human and, yes, horrifying, and catches a blow on the jaw that skids and impacts, jolts through into Giorno and makes his teeth clack together, and he spits out a tooth onto the sand, still beaming, and this time, this time, they're both ready.]
[The next blow is thrown, and--]
[Reset.]
[Reset.]
[Reset.]
[As for where the next part comes from, in all the chaos, it's hard to say. But it does come, angry and joyful all at once, because if there's an animal in Giorno, there are a few moments when he wears it on his sleeve.]
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[Very few things horrify Giorno anymore. He sees Jotaro writhing on the sand and he thinks, He's hurting, and another part of him thinks, He asked to be hurt, and another part thinks, Is that a good reason to give it to him?]
[Yes, but also no. Yes, because he made a promise. No, because Jotaro is not his enemy.]
[. . . But he made a promise. And he believes - he really does believe - that Jotaro would not allow himself to use Giorno as a tool for his own martyrdom. That was not the goal of this evening. The goal of this evening was a fight.]
[So he'll fight to win.]
[Star Platinum attacks, pure animalistic violence, and Giorno - beams, because that's him, that's his friend, that's his family, that's Jotaro and his beautiful soul hurting on the ground and fighting to the end with everything he's got. They really aren't so different, are they? They both suffer, and they both fight. They endure.]
[Giorno beams, and Gold Experience Requiem smiles, too, a soft and secret smile like it's just heard an inside joke, and it looks human and, yes, horrifying, and catches a blow on the jaw that skids and impacts, jolts through into Giorno and makes his teeth clack together, and he spits out a tooth onto the sand, still beaming, and this time, this time, they're both ready.]
[The next blow is thrown, and--]
[Reset.]
[Reset.]
[Reset.]
[As for where the next part comes from, in all the chaos, it's hard to say. But it does come, angry and joyful all at once, because if there's an animal in Giorno, there are a few moments when he wears it on his sleeve.]
[Mudamudamuda!]