[He reaches out to play with one of the buttons on Giorno's shirt, tugging at the loose thread ends. His pout deepens.]
I'm a perfectly good size for my age, I'll have you know. [More fidgeting.] Soon I'll be taller than everyone, including you, and then you can see how much you like being carted around like a sack of potatoes.
[Each kiss spreads a warmth through him, like the sun touching his skin for the first time. He turns his head to look up at Giorno, lips pulling into a pout.] Well now you just sound patronizing. I am definitely not kind.
My reputation is secure, thank you. Lots of people in the city find me intimidating and I hardly have to lift a finger for that. [He sticks out his tongue.]
I know. It's hard for me, too. It's only easier by a bit now because I've practiced.
[He taps Dio on the tip of his nose.]
I try to do it, though, because people get worried about me if I don't tell them how I'm feeling. Which is hard to understand, sometimes, but I try to do it anyway.
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[He rests his chin on Dio's forehead.]
But you wouldn't like it, I bet. I wouldn't do it if you wouldn't like it.
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I'm a perfectly good size for my age, I'll have you know. [More fidgeting.] Soon I'll be taller than everyone, including you, and then you can see how much you like being carted around like a sack of potatoes.
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[He grins, kissing Dio on the top of his head again.]
It'd be nice not to have to walk anywhere anymore. Thank you, Inizio, you're too kind.
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[He taps the tip of Dio's nose.]
Maybe you're ruining your own reputation, hm?
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My reputation is secure, thank you. Lots of people in the city find me intimidating and I hardly have to lift a finger for that. [He sticks out his tongue.]
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[He sticks out his tongue right back. What now.]
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[He hesitates, thinking about the question seriously. Then after a moment, he shakes his head.]
Not really. But some things scare me, which I think is a little different.
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[He hesitates for another moment, then bows his head a little, brushing Dio's curls out of his face.]
Getting hurt. People hurting me. Being weak.
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... I'm afraid of those things too. It's- it's hard to say it out loud.
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[He taps Dio on the tip of his nose.]
I try to do it, though, because people get worried about me if I don't tell them how I'm feeling. Which is hard to understand, sometimes, but I try to do it anyway.