[Here's the thing: saying you're very distracting isn't that different from saying you're very cute. Even if Giorno didn't know that, it's hard to mistake the look on Fugo's face for anything but exactly what it is.]

[Incredibly quickly, his eyes go incredibly wide.]

Fugo! Don't say that!

[It comes out in a soft(ish) wail, so pitiful, why is this his life--]

Don't say that, I know what that means and now I can't stop thinking about it! Not fair . . .

[He screws up his face so he doesn't have to look for a second. He won't finish saying what he needs to say if he looks at Fugo, who is being handsome and charming like a jerk.]

Just--let's just make a list. Of who we want to tell. And who we want to tell together or separately. Let's make a list later. Okay? Can we be done now?

[he is Dying.]