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Of course I do.
[It wasn't a real question, but the answer comes anyway.]
And . . . I mean, mostly he just acts like it doesn't matter. Or he'll shrug it off, tell me that I'm missing the point, or-- whatever. And it's not like that's easily fixed, I can't just go in and do something for him and that's that.
[It wasn't a real question, but the answer comes anyway.]
And . . . I mean, mostly he just acts like it doesn't matter. Or he'll shrug it off, tell me that I'm missing the point, or-- whatever. And it's not like that's easily fixed, I can't just go in and do something for him and that's that.
Oh, I know you can't. The thing is, though . . .
Kakyoin, he has everything he needs inside himself already. It's just a matter of convincing him it's there. I tried for the longest time to get him to listen to me, to believe in how magnificent he is. What worked in the end was—
[He cocks his head up at Polnareff, a glint of mischief in his eyes.]
Back when people first started disappearing, months before you got here, when Mista left and Abbacchio and Narancia and Fugo. Kakyoin was trying to make me feel better, you know, and I didn't want him to, and we . . . didn't argue really, just it was more combative than usual, I suppose. And we ended up falling into this competition, who can compliment the other best. If it's a competition, he always puts in his all.
That's what I've found that works. But you didn't hear it from me.
Kakyoin, he has everything he needs inside himself already. It's just a matter of convincing him it's there. I tried for the longest time to get him to listen to me, to believe in how magnificent he is. What worked in the end was—
[He cocks his head up at Polnareff, a glint of mischief in his eyes.]
Back when people first started disappearing, months before you got here, when Mista left and Abbacchio and Narancia and Fugo. Kakyoin was trying to make me feel better, you know, and I didn't want him to, and we . . . didn't argue really, just it was more combative than usual, I suppose. And we ended up falling into this competition, who can compliment the other best. If it's a competition, he always puts in his all.
That's what I've found that works. But you didn't hear it from me.
. . . holy shit, Giorno.
[He has never been more proud of his small son.]
Shit, that's perfect! Now I just have to figure out a way to get him into that kind of competition-- ahh, but that'll be--
[He has never been more proud of his small son.]
Shit, that's perfect! Now I just have to figure out a way to get him into that kind of competition-- ahh, but that'll be--
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[--easy, but no, it won't. That's not Polnareff and Kakyion's relationship, not really.]
--probably hard, actually, I can't just go up to him and start aggressively telling him he's great. I mean, I could, but he'd get suspicious.
--probably hard, actually, I can't just go up to him and start aggressively telling him he's great. I mean, I could, but he'd get suspicious.
I — Dio, I don't know, I never really thought about names I like or don't like unless they're already attached to people I care about.
Haru means clear weather? Cosimo means order and beauty? I'm not sure if either of those are what you're looking for.
Haru means clear weather? Cosimo means order and beauty? I'm not sure if either of those are what you're looking for.
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