[How does he even put that into words. When Giorno's too much, it's never a bad thing or even completely out of left field. He's just... aggressively himself, in ways that Fugo isn't really prepared for and occasionally has a hard time keeping up with. Fugo's fingers fidget on top of Giorno's, before he reaches for the pen and taps the phrase hard to put into words.]
It isn't a bad feeling. But I'm not sure how to describe it. It's just ... you being you. It's sort of like how Trish is sometimes [He pauses, reflects, crosses out sometimes, and begins again on a new line.]
A significant amount of the time.
[It's not a perfect analogy, because there is not enough room in the world for two Trish Unas. But he hopes that Giorno, as someone who is also routinely overwhelmed by Trish, will understand what he's getting at.]
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It isn't a bad feeling.
But I'm not sure how to describe it.
It's just ... you being you.
It's sort of like how Trish is
sometimes[He pauses, reflects, crosses out sometimes, and begins again on a new line.]A significant amount of the time.
[It's not a perfect analogy, because there is not enough room in the world for two Trish Unas. But he hopes that Giorno, as someone who is also routinely overwhelmed by Trish, will understand what he's getting at.]