[It's unfortunate timing, really. As much as Giorno does want to know the source of Sai's misunderstanding--why it is he's so disconnected from his own emotions--he's been realistic about the fact that his reaction is going to be a negative one. He doesn't want to be angry now, but then again, there's no way to stop it. He can't escape that wave.]
[you have no name, you have no feelings, you have no past, you have no future. His response, emotional and uncontrollable and vicious and brutal, is anger. Hatred. He hates. He hates, he thinks how dare they, how dare they, how dare they, his mind for a few short seconds a violent righteous scream--]
[And then it's over. He steps on it, and he moves on. Focus on Sai, not the anger. Not now. Not right now, but later, maybe.]
[Root. He'll remember.]
i suppose that makes sense it is easier in a way i remember but it is very empty all the same
[I do not know how to answer that. Does Giorno? He thinks about it, and in the end isn't sure. Which he might as well say.]
that's part of what i mean, yes but there are other fears not being able to see someone again; being abandoned no longer being loved
and then there are nebulous fears, what-ifs that don't make sense or don't even have words
fear, of all the emotions, is the hardest to control, in my opinion it pries open your jaws and crawls down the back of your throat and chokes you sometimes it's all you can do to breathe, much less reason out where the fear came from
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[you have no name, you have no feelings, you have no past, you have no future. His response, emotional and uncontrollable and vicious and brutal, is anger. Hatred. He hates. He hates, he thinks how dare they, how dare they, how dare they, his mind for a few short seconds a violent righteous scream--]
[And then it's over. He steps on it, and he moves on. Focus on Sai, not the anger. Not now. Not right now, but later, maybe.]
[Root. He'll remember.]
i suppose that makes sense
it is easier in a way
i remember
but it is very empty all the same
[I do not know how to answer that. Does Giorno? He thinks about it, and in the end isn't sure. Which he might as well say.]
that's part of what i mean, yes
but there are other fears
not being able to see someone again; being abandoned
no longer being loved
and then there are nebulous fears, what-ifs that don't make sense or don't even have words
fear, of all the emotions, is the hardest to control, in my opinion
it pries open your jaws and crawls down the back of your throat and chokes you
sometimes it's all you can do to breathe, much less reason out where the fear came from