[There's a moment more of wariness before he eases back into smiling gently at Gold Experience. Now that he knows there's someone in there listening, it makes his one-sided conversations a bit less aimless.]
Well, he's very smart. You're very smart. And only one spelling mistake, too! Very, very smart.
[Oh, you bet he's going to spoil the Stand rotten.]
Do you not talk to him often, Giorno? I guess it's like any being in your care: you have to listen to it. Like dogs, or children, or angels. That's what I've heard, anyways--and it does make sense. I bet he's rather lonely.
[He says this very matter-of-factly, before edging back towards a more sympathetic tone.]
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Well, he's very smart. You're very smart. And only one spelling mistake, too! Very, very smart.
[Oh, you bet he's going to spoil the Stand rotten.]
Do you not talk to him often, Giorno? I guess it's like any being in your care: you have to listen to it. Like dogs, or children, or angels. That's what I've heard, anyways--and it does make sense. I bet he's rather lonely.
[He says this very matter-of-factly, before edging back towards a more sympathetic tone.]
Are you lonely, Gold Experience?