[Oh no, he still can't talk. Giorno almost drops the tray in his haste to cross the room, sets it down on the side table and then darts out of the room again. Gold Experience is tugged along in his wake for approximately twenty seconds, and then they both return, the Stand still holding the books while Giorno carries a small box of flash cards. He shoves them into Fugo's hands and perches on the edge of the desk.]
They're Star's. They've got simple nouns and things like that. Maybe it'll help and you won't have to write so much.
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[Oh no, he still can't talk. Giorno almost drops the tray in his haste to cross the room, sets it down on the side table and then darts out of the room again. Gold Experience is tugged along in his wake for approximately twenty seconds, and then they both return, the Stand still holding the books while Giorno carries a small box of flash cards. He shoves them into Fugo's hands and perches on the edge of the desk.]
They're Star's. They've got simple nouns and things like that. Maybe it'll help and you won't have to write so much.