[Despite his threat, Fugo's not gone for too long; only for a little more than an hour. First to the library, in the hopes of finding a proper color index and, when that fails, over to the hardware store to pour over a display of paint chips. But in the end he's come away triumphantly with a handful of cards in hand, one of which that proves without a doubt that strawberry is so a real color.
He's busy scuffing his shoes on the welcome mat in the front hall, trying to keep from bringing any dirt and debris into the house, when he hears Giorno's voice from the kitchen. So it's to the kitchen he heads towards, taking the foyer stairs two at a time and leaving all of the doors that connect the main hallway to the kitchen (of which there are four, meaning Mista would never come this way) open wide behind him.]
Found you! [He says, as if Giorno were lost to begin with. Like most times when he's pleased, Fugo doesn't quite grin. But his eyes are crinkled in the corners and his gestures are light and energetic, especially the way he drops his paint cards on the counter when he takes a seat on a stool next to Giorno. Instead of immediately going for the snack, he neatly and precisely lines the cards up so Giorno can see the scale of colors. And, very helpfully, points out strawberry between "summer punch" and "casino pink".] See? Told you it was a real color.
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He's busy scuffing his shoes on the welcome mat in the front hall, trying to keep from bringing any dirt and debris into the house, when he hears Giorno's voice from the kitchen. So it's to the kitchen he heads towards, taking the foyer stairs two at a time and leaving all of the doors that connect the main hallway to the kitchen (of which there are four, meaning Mista would never come this way) open wide behind him.]
Found you! [He says, as if Giorno were lost to begin with. Like most times when he's pleased, Fugo doesn't quite grin. But his eyes are crinkled in the corners and his gestures are light and energetic, especially the way he drops his paint cards on the counter when he takes a seat on a stool next to Giorno. Instead of immediately going for the snack, he neatly and precisely lines the cards up so Giorno can see the scale of colors. And, very helpfully, points out strawberry between "summer punch" and "casino pink".] See? Told you it was a real color.