[He sounds like me, Giorno thinks, and wonders if it's another one of those things where he projects too much and thinks too little. So he doesn't say anything. Not until he's prompted, at least, and when Carlos looks at him he nods, bright and smiling gently.]
Of course. [A beat, and then:] He's not angry. Well, I'm not either, but. He just wants to help.
[Gold Experience curls his hands into fists and then uncurls them, shifting his weight and nodding once, excited now that there's a purpose, something he can do.]
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Of course. [A beat, and then:] He's not angry. Well, I'm not either, but. He just wants to help.
[Gold Experience curls his hands into fists and then uncurls them, shifting his weight and nodding once, excited now that there's a purpose, something he can do.]