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[digiorno]

buongiorno! sorry i missed you; i'll happily get back to you as soon as i'm done with whatever business i'm on. leave a message!

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[sunsetsitter]

[The adage of like most people deserve might have worried another person, someone who wasn't familiar with Giorno and Bruno and how they thought of kids and those who hurt them, those who took away people like Narancia. Diavolo. He was one of those people.

Izabel nods with a sense of finality. She'd remember, and he would, too. After going through the mirror world, it felt good to have someone else who would, and just... They owed them that and so much more.]

Thank you.

[She doesn't need to say it, but she does anyway, knowing he knows it isn't just for his promise.]

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[digiorno]

[They owed them that much and more, but they owed each other a lot, too. Not out of any sense of debt flung one way or another, or a sense that their continued loyalty to each other was contingent on an even score; just that when you love someone, you owe them happiness because you love them, not for any other reason at all.]

[So he could say you're welcome. But he chooses not to. Instead, Gold Experience leans in and grabs Izabel carefully but securely under the arms, pulls her close and hugs her tight, while Giorno smiles faintly and sends her all the love he can by proxy.]

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[sunsetsitter]

[If it was anyone else, the hug still might have caught her off guard. But it isn't, it's Giorno, her family, and so she's returning the hug with an equal intensity. Once she's satisfied, she looks up to Giorno with a soft smile and --

wrangles Gold Experience by the neck and gives him a noogie.]

I'm older, you brat!

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[digiorno]

[What the hell WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL]

[Giorno shrieks, and Gold Experience squirms to get away, and all he can think of is Mista and Narancia and Fugo back in the early days when things were just easy jobs and stupid boys playing together, and he's shrieking again and laughing and Gold Experience is pulling half-heartedly at her wrist to get her to stop, for God's sake.]

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[sunsetsitter]

[NEVER

no okay, with a triumphant laugh she breaks free once she thinks he's had enough, then throws both arms around Gold Experience's neck again and plants an exaggerated kiss on his temple. If there was any doubt Izabel only had younger siblings back home, that was probably gone, now.]