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[digiorno]

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[digiorno]

Really?

[It's like an echo chamber of joy in here - he could sort of feel it, Star's joy, in the moment before now, and it doesn't feel like the lightening in the air when a person's happy but it's similar, the way wonder morphs into delight, but Jotaro's is viciously familiar, and those two together fill him to the brim with happiness. He leans his head on Star's shoulder and then presses his face against it, hiding a grin, and then nudges just a little with his elbow.]

You should pet her, Star. If you want to. But you have to be gentle, remember.

[Behind him, unseen, Gold Experience lifts his head just a little.]

[starmark]

Yeah. It's her, and you, and me. This. All of it, this makes him happy.

[And for a moment he honestly stops to wonder, is this all Star? It's easy to attribute it all to him but it's not as though these aren't all things that inspire emotion in himself, too, and Star takes his cues from him — so, is it all his Stand? Or is Star in some ways like a magnifying glass, using him as a reference and a benchmark, and simply echoing back his own feelings exponentially?

It wasn't so long ago that he'd been the one with his back to a wall, slumped down with Star's arms wrapped protectively around him, searching himself for the memory of what happiness felt like and only coming up with dull hollow nothing.

Here he is now, feeling it so much that he can't tell who it's coming from.]

...I'm happy, too.

[And Star, finding Giorno's suggestion to his liking, reaches carefully into the tub with his massive hand, one finger heading for her damp and slicked-back fur, and when he does touch her it's very gentle, very light, and follows the line of her back all the way down to her long ropy tail. Jolie doesn't seem to recognize the different between Stand and flesh, but Jotaro's fingers twitch slightly at the distant sensation of smooth and wet and soft, and Star casts a wide-eyed look at Giorno in an attempt to telegraph his awe.]

[digiorno]

[I'm happy too, Jotaro says, this boy who somewhere along the way became one of his most important people, the touchstone of his second famiglia, his most trusted friend. Jotaro who a few months ago wouldn't have said anything about himself like this, much less that he was happy - so simple, just that - and a few months ago would never have looked so soft, been so willing to let go.]

[It makes him buzz with pride. Look at him go, look how hard he's working, Jotaro Kujo who never stops trying, who won't get in the way of his own happiness anymore.]

[When Star looks at him again, it's absolutely, positively too much to contain. His eyes go bright, half with excitement and half with tears, and he can't keep himself from wrapping his arms around Star's neck and kissing him on the cheek.]

Ti voglio bene, stellino.

[Half-hiding his face against Star's, he grins (while Gold Experience slowly relaxes, settling into a boneless lounge against the wall.]

I'm happy, too. Ti voglio bene, Jotaro.