Well, I figured that he had the capacity to, but not the willingness or knowledge of exactly how to go about it! That's why, you know, I figured it would be kinda easy to show him how to text and all. But...
[He lapses back into a contemplative silence, glancing over at the paper. For a moment, his brow furrows, and he awkwardly stands to cast a worried look at Giorno.]
If you're...messing with me, you can stop now, okay? I'm not--that's not a judgement of you personally, I just...you know. I like to be in on things as opposed to not, when it comes down to it. But if you're not just doing this, there's an "e" in "prune" that he left off, can you tell him that?
[Briefly, there's a glimpse of a different Carlos, one that's not inclined to take people at their face value. While he's certainly out of the lethargic part of the mood shift, something still remains--something that's been fooled one too many times.]
no subject
[He lapses back into a contemplative silence, glancing over at the paper. For a moment, his brow furrows, and he awkwardly stands to cast a worried look at Giorno.]
If you're...messing with me, you can stop now, okay? I'm not--that's not a judgement of you personally, I just...you know. I like to be in on things as opposed to not, when it comes down to it. But if you're not just doing this, there's an "e" in "prune" that he left off, can you tell him that?
[Briefly, there's a glimpse of a different Carlos, one that's not inclined to take people at their face value. While he's certainly out of the lethargic part of the mood shift, something still remains--something that's been fooled one too many times.]