[God. He just exhales slowly and grabs Polnareff's arm, digging his nails in due to extreme force of feeling. He isn't even making words now, really, just sort of wailing at a low pitch.]
[Is he? It's a good question, and seemingly an easy one, but Polnareff still thinks for a moment. Yes, of course he is, he's gotten everything he wanted. True, it'd been a bit of a bumpy road getting there, but it'd all turned out well. And it's fine, he thinks, dismissing his worries. It'll be fine. Bruno was worried, but they're together and nothing is going to go wrong.
So he offers Giorno a smile, softer and sweeter than his normal grins.]
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[He's biting back a grin. He can sense that excitement building; it's just a matter of waiting for it to burst.]
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Is he . . .
[. . .]
[Slowly, at a gradually rising pitch:]
Is he a terrible father who keeps secrets from his only son? Papa!!
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[He can't help but laugh, loudly and giddily, as he pulls back just far enough to glance down at his son.]
Don't blame me-- he wanted it to be private at first, and then stuff happened-- this is the first chance I've gotten to tell you!
[A beat, and then, aware just how alike they are and how much Giorno will like this gossip:]
"Just ours, caro mio", how was I supposed to refuse?
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[Romance is so great.]
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Just tell me when you're ready for more, hm?
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[LEAVE HIM HERE. He leans weakly against Polnareff for support, patting his arm helplessly.]
Go on, go on.
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[He smiles benevolently up at the wall. Giorno is the perfect audience for this, honestly.]
We kissed on the boat. That was the first time.
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[. . . wait.]
Was it on the boat the first time you took the boat out?
[VIBRATES ABOUT SYMBOLISM]
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That morning, yeah. He figured it out on the way to the beach, but he didn't kiss me until we'd set sail.
[A beat, and then:]
He looks so good sitting in my lap, Giorno.
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I can't believe it. I mean, I can! But I'm so impressed. With both of you. You did it, you really did . . . you and him!
Oye. [He pokes Polnareff in the side.] Are you happy, Papa?
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[Is he? It's a good question, and seemingly an easy one, but Polnareff still thinks for a moment. Yes, of course he is, he's gotten everything he wanted. True, it'd been a bit of a bumpy road getting there, but it'd all turned out well. And it's fine, he thinks, dismissing his worries. It'll be fine. Bruno was worried, but they're together and nothing is going to go wrong.
So he offers Giorno a smile, softer and sweeter than his normal grins.]
Yeah. And I think he is, too.