[The moment when he hooks back into the fight is visible and easy to pinpoint: it's the moment Jotaro says the way I've realized, how you could break my Time Stop. Jotaro's standing above him, towering really, and he looks up at him with eyes wide as saucers, and - really, it's shocking how unsubtle it is, how blatantly expressive, but with Jotaro it's easier, it's safer, it's better, it's fine.]
[He smiles. Grins. Smirks.]
[A challenge. He can meet a challenge.]
[He's on his feet in a second, bouncing backwards on his toes like he weighs nothing, a wisp on the wind, playful as a kitten. Gold Experience blooms beside him, and it's not in constant motion anymore, nor is it holding all the shy tension in its body that Giorno doesn't show like usual; instead it moves in perfect sync with him, only the opposite way, so that as Giorno hops backwards, Gold Experience slips forward, chin tipped up, a challenge in return.]
[What Narancia loved best of all - besides Bruno's approval, and the love of his family - was a fight.]
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[He smiles. Grins. Smirks.]
[A challenge. He can meet a challenge.]
[He's on his feet in a second, bouncing backwards on his toes like he weighs nothing, a wisp on the wind, playful as a kitten. Gold Experience blooms beside him, and it's not in constant motion anymore, nor is it holding all the shy tension in its body that Giorno doesn't show like usual; instead it moves in perfect sync with him, only the opposite way, so that as Giorno hops backwards, Gold Experience slips forward, chin tipped up, a challenge in return.]
[What Narancia loved best of all - besides Bruno's approval, and the love of his family - was a fight.]
Stop talking! You talk too much! Come on.