digiorno | ic inbox ( ruby city ) Ⅰ

That's probably for the best. If you're too good at lying, then people start to believe you.

[He holds his arm out.]

Come here?

[Usually Kakyoin would have been more reserved than that.]

[But forget it. Right now, he'd throw that aside and just give Giorno a hug.]

There you are. You're all right.

[Pulling Kakyoin close, he rubs absently at his shoulder and nods.]

You're not alone, Noriaki. Trust me on that.

...I know. I just...I'm sorry. I really screwed this whole thing up.

You made mistakes. But mistakes aren't enough to ruin everything.

We're not fighting for our lives anymore, Kakyoin. Even if people are upset or angry, they won't be forever. Your family loves you no matter what. Love is unconditional. That's what we give you, and that's what you give us back.

You're really-...

You're not...upset about this? Any of it?

. . . No, Kakyoin, I'm not. I'm just.

[He sighs, rubs at the side of his neck.]

Tired. Frazzled. Sad. I was frightened and that made all of those things worse. And I'm frustrated because I allowed myself to be frightened. And I'm lonely. But I'm not upset with you.

...I'll listen, if you want to talk.

Please. Just...let me worry about you for a few minutes instead of the reverse.

I don't know. It's not as though there's much to talk about. I want Mista. I want everyone back, but I feel off-balance and . . . angry, generally, without him.

[Shrugging, he cards his fingers lightly through the back of Kakyoin's hair.]

It's not a solvable problem.

I know. I wish that there was more I could do to help, but there's just...nothing to do about it whatsoever.

[Kakyoin sighed, head dropping to Giorno's shoulder.]

I'm sorry. I don't really know what to do anymore.