I gotta be bored to visit you? Maybe I just like seeing my son, hm?

[Coming into Giorno's room feels as natural as sliding his way into Jotaro's. He belongs there. Polnareff sits on the floor, back resting against his usual spot on the wall, a little smile on his face. Soft tonight, because he thinks that's still what Giorno needs.]

Though I do have something I want to tell you. Come sit?