He made a present for someone a few weeks ago. I didn't even know her. I didn't even know there was anyone there.

[It's easier now to look up at Star and listen to Jotaro. It's the same thing in the end, isn't it? That's what Kakyoin would say. His other hand comes up to pat Star lightly on the cheek.]

I liked it better when I thought I knew everything about myself. About him, too.