[Giorno doesn't know how he feels about Mettaton right now, if he's being honest. It's not that he's angry precisely, but it's . . . difficult, thinking you're understood and discovering your footing isn't quite as secure as you'd thought. He's studiously avoided Mettaton's network presence ever since the call for mercy, simply because he doesn't know how to respond.]
[That makes Mettaton's sudden presence in the piano room a complicated one, although not exactly unwelcome. Giorno has been curled up on the couch, thumbing through Les Mis and reading it without absorbing much. When he looks up and sees who it is, he frowns a bit in confusion.]
Of course. . . . What is it?
[Because this isn't normal. Mettaton doesn't smile like that. Did someone die?]
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[That makes Mettaton's sudden presence in the piano room a complicated one, although not exactly unwelcome. Giorno has been curled up on the couch, thumbing through Les Mis and reading it without absorbing much. When he looks up and sees who it is, he frowns a bit in confusion.]
Of course. . . . What is it?
[Because this isn't normal. Mettaton doesn't smile like that. Did someone die?]