[He takes thirty seconds, sitting in the quiet in his room above the cafe, with his fingers shaking in rage and a stark, almost superhuman awareness of Mista in the next room. If he raises his voice, Mista will wake up and come in here, and he won't be as angry as Giorno is, probably, but he'll know what Jotaro said, and that isn't the right way to do this.]
[So after thirty seconds, he turns on a voice channel, and he speaks calmly and quietly in tones of frozen steel, and fuck you isn't there anymore but how dare you sure is.]
Abbacchio is the only person in the world who can protect Bruno from himself in the long run. In turn, Bruno is the only person in the world who can protect Abbacchio from himself. They're partners. They understand each other. They each fill a need for the other that no one else could ever fill. I can't keep them safe. I certainly can't keep them happy. They're the only ones who can do that.
There's no one in the world, this world or any other world, that I trust Bruno with more than Leone Abbacchio. There never will be. Ever. And if you think for one second that I wouldn't have dealt with the situation already if I thought Abbacchio was a danger--
I just can't believe you'd think that little of me. I really can't.
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[No. Not that. Not yet.]
[He takes thirty seconds, sitting in the quiet in his room above the cafe, with his fingers shaking in rage and a stark, almost superhuman awareness of Mista in the next room. If he raises his voice, Mista will wake up and come in here, and he won't be as angry as Giorno is, probably, but he'll know what Jotaro said, and that isn't the right way to do this.]
[So after thirty seconds, he turns on a voice channel, and he speaks calmly and quietly in tones of frozen steel, and fuck you isn't there anymore but how dare you sure is.]
Abbacchio is the only person in the world who can protect Bruno from himself in the long run. In turn, Bruno is the only person in the world who can protect Abbacchio from himself. They're partners. They understand each other. They each fill a need for the other that no one else could ever fill. I can't keep them safe. I certainly can't keep them happy. They're the only ones who can do that.
There's no one in the world, this world or any other world, that I trust Bruno with more than Leone Abbacchio. There never will be. Ever. And if you think for one second that I wouldn't have dealt with the situation already if I thought Abbacchio was a danger--
I just can't believe you'd think that little of me. I really can't.