[Giorno smiles, then, a little wistful. It's his least favorite of the powers that he's capable of, the things that Gold Experience can do. And yet it's what allowed him to win in the end. Maybe he should be more grateful. But he just isn't. Jotaro's right; it's a lot of responsibility to hold in your hands, and while he knows he can handle it, it's not something that he feels connected to.]

[Maybe that makes sense. It's artificial, after all, or at least more artificial than what he started with. The arrow created Requiem, pulled Gold Experience inside out and made it unbeatable. But it reminds him uncomfortably of Dio and makes him itch to put his fingers on life instead of death, for all that he would do it again (and again and again and again) if Diavolo ever dared to show up here.]

Sometimes I do. Sometimes I think . . .

[He hesitates here, unsure if he should continue. It's something he wouldn't say to anyone from home, not even Trish, who's usually exposed to his weaker side. But it's Jotaro.]

[That, somehow, is the only reason he needs. It's Jotaro.]

Gold Experience Requiem resets. Everything. It makes an action void. And so . . . sometimes I think it feels like a test. Will I abuse it or won't I?

[The implication is obvious. Will he do what Dio would have done with it, or will he keep his promises? So far, he's done the latter, hasn't even felt a temptation towards the former. But time changes people, he supposes, and nothing's impossible.]

Do you? Wonder, I mean.