You think so? [Fugo's fingers twitch, then tighten around Giorno's.] ... I've always had a hard time imagining what that might be like. To be someone normal, to do normal things. My own experiences have always felt very far removed from things like--

[He pauses and-- fidgets, chewing on his lip and looking down to fiddle with the hem of his shirt. Fugo's eyes flick from his fiddling fingers, over to Giorno's face. He impulsively reaches out for his mug of tea... and then stops, halfway, choosing instead to shift in place to face Girono. In the end, he abruptly abandons whatever he was thinking of to say.

(For the record, it was: "going out with someone". In this moment, that still feels too big and too scary to say.)]

Gioio. Did you know? Sugimoto's planning another party at Egress. [His cheeks go pink.] For Christmas Eve.