[He froze up in confusion; he'd half expected Giorno to be angry or at least accuse him of wanting Dio dead outright. For someone who prided himself on keeping a cool head in dire situations and planning out the best course of action to just not act at all was...what was it? Cowardly? Suspicious?]
[It was something. Kakyoin didn't know what to think about basically anything regarding it. But Hierophant moved as its user tried to piece together his own thoughts, sneaking loosely around Giorno's right arm like a snake looking for warmth.]
...I didn't ask if you were hurt. [In hesitant motions, Kakyoin put his arms around Giorno's shoulders--people kept hugging him like this, and he was never sure how to react. Jotaro was one thing, Jonathan and Giorno quite another.]
[For the first time, he realized Giorno was five or so centimeters shorter. It registered as strange, laughably strange somehow. He had such a presence that he seemed to stand taller than all of them.]
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[He froze up in confusion; he'd half expected Giorno to be angry or at least accuse him of wanting Dio dead outright. For someone who prided himself on keeping a cool head in dire situations and planning out the best course of action to just not act at all was...what was it? Cowardly? Suspicious?]
[It was something. Kakyoin didn't know what to think about basically anything regarding it. But Hierophant moved as its user tried to piece together his own thoughts, sneaking loosely around Giorno's right arm like a snake looking for warmth.]
...I didn't ask if you were hurt. [In hesitant motions, Kakyoin put his arms around Giorno's shoulders--people kept hugging him like this, and he was never sure how to react. Jotaro was one thing, Jonathan and Giorno quite another.]
[For the first time, he realized Giorno was five or so centimeters shorter. It registered as strange, laughably strange somehow. He had such a presence that he seemed to stand taller than all of them.]
I asked if you were okay.