[The smile isn't so wistful anymore. It's not exactly cunning, either, not the way it can be sometimes; it's not Dio's smile, that's for sure. It's the look of someone pleased, but not happy - because Giorno is, all things considered, very rarely happy.]

[It seems right to him, though, that Jotaro be this confident. At least something came out of everything he's been through - not something he asked for, sure, but something measurable.]

It's not arrogant. It just sounds like a fact to me. I hope you never have to.

[Like he hopes he never has to face Dio; but hopes are only hopes.]

[His fingers curl on the edge of the table then, almost a nervous gesture.]

It could be a mutation. Genetically, I mean. Incredibly improbable, but - a kind of mistake.

[And that was how it came down, wasn't it? Father to son.]