[He's in his room, of course, where he's been more lately, especially after talking to Jotaro. When he opens the door and sees the basket . . . well, of course he knows who it's from. For a moment he just stares down at it; then he retreats back into the room and opens it on Mista's bed.]
[It's another half an hour or so before he moves again, tidying up everything and putting it away. The food goes into the bottom of a cabinet in his room, the mirror of Dio's, the place where he keeps the non-perishable things. The chain, glasses, and sheet music go on his highest shelf; everything else goes into his pockets, except for the necklace, which he winds around his fingers.]
[Stupid and sentimental and frustrating, since he knows he's going to keep every single thing.]
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[It's another half an hour or so before he moves again, tidying up everything and putting it away. The food goes into the bottom of a cabinet in his room, the mirror of Dio's, the place where he keeps the non-perishable things. The chain, glasses, and sheet music go on his highest shelf; everything else goes into his pockets, except for the necklace, which he winds around his fingers.]
[Stupid and sentimental and frustrating, since he knows he's going to keep every single thing.]
Would you like a cup of tea, Miss Holly?