[He slithers down to rest in the crook of Polnareff's arm. Why are they still on the floor? Who can say. Then he pets Polnareff's hair, also very careful not to disturb it.]
[The floor is cold and refreshing, that's why. It's very good for your back, lying on the floor. Everyone ought to try it. Plus? Anyone who comes into the kitchen automatically has to pay attention to them. Win/win/win.]
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[He flops back over, lying on Polnareff's chest. What a dismal life he lives.]
You're still charmed by me sometimes, right?
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[He pats the top of his head, still quite careful not to disturb his hair. What a good father he is.]
Just not when you're trying to get me to do things, that's all. You're very charming in general. It's why we get along so well.
[Because that's Polnareff in a nutshell: charming. Absolutely the correct word to use for him, no doubt.]
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[He slithers down to rest in the crook of Polnareff's arm. Why are they still on the floor? Who can say. Then he pets Polnareff's hair, also very careful not to disturb it.]
You're very charming too, Papa.
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You think so?
[He likes compliments, okay.]
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[It's honest, from Giorno's perspective; Polnareff is larger than life. He snuggles in closer and blinks up at Polnareff.]
You're charming and you bring happiness with you wherever you go. I feel stronger when I'm near you because of that.