[Star Platinum is smiling at him. He has a nice smile. Which is strange, really, to think about. None of the Stands he's met before have been very expressive (excepting the Pistols, which are always the exception). Moody Blues stands sentinel; Sticky Fingers ghosts through space into non-space; Aerosmith doesn't even have a face, and Purple Haze is, well, a mess. And Gold Experience, its expressions are rare and dangerous.]

[But Star smiles at him and he feels warm and pleased, like he's really earned something wonderful, and it takes him a while to register that Jotaro is talking to him again. That's how happy he is, to have made that happen, however it happened.]

[He raises one hand in a little wave, squeezes Jotaro's shoulder with the other. Then:]

I thought it was appropriate. Since he's beautiful and dangerous, but he holds things together, too. More than he thinks he does.