[You know what sucks about text? The lack of emotional nuance in words. And expression. And any kind of emotional indicator that would tell Polnareff, for example, that that was not an oh of awkward dismay.
After all, he'd so recently found out about Giorno's parentage-- a memory that Polnareff still winces at, though it had ended decently. It's entirely possible Giorno doesn't care to have Polnareff reminding him about their false paternal claim. It's entirely possible Giorno is sitting in his room, awkwardly wishing Polnareff had simply continued to talk about his hair.
Ah, jeez.]
oh???
[Yeah, that's a good route to take, just turn it right back on him.]
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After all, he'd so recently found out about Giorno's parentage-- a memory that Polnareff still winces at, though it had ended decently. It's entirely possible Giorno doesn't care to have Polnareff reminding him about their false paternal claim. It's entirely possible Giorno is sitting in his room, awkwardly wishing Polnareff had simply continued to talk about his hair.
Ah, jeez.]
oh???
[Yeah, that's a good route to take, just turn it right back on him.]