[I remember, Giorno says, and Sai is both surprised and unsurprised. He's had the sense, ever since the winter ball, that the other boy is like him somehow, that he's someone that could understand how he thought, the way the world looked through his eyes. "I'm not normal," he'd said, and Sai remembered what he say in Perdition's Rest--a man who could torture another without laying a hand on him, with a creature of his own making. Sai doesn't know much of anything about Giorno, not really, but it'd been then that he'd realized that the boy was something akin to shinobi; something that had to fight, who knew how to destroy, how to kill effectively.
He reads the explanation, and sighs. Emotion is still something he feels as akin to viewing through a glass of water. Condensation blurs the view within, and even trying to wipe it away left distortions -- clarity still just out of reach.]
how can one begin to understand feelings that they cannot even describe in words?
[Will it always be this hard? Will he never quite understand? Or will he find the clarity that Giorno has, someday, and be able to look back at this time as "empty" the way he does?]
i remember the first i noticed experiencing fear i didn't realize, until i slipped to my knees and felt the sweat drip down my cheek i am still uncertain why i was afraid
[He doesn't think it would be so impossible to kill Uchiha Sasuke, despite that moment when he'd looked into the missing-nin's sharingan eyes. Now, when it's a fear so much less tangible than that of his own mortality, it's even less clear where it came from, what it is, and how to deal with it.]
are you saying that because i hold a bond with naruto, i am afraid of losing it? and this will happen whenever danger presents itself, regardless of whether we are significantly threatened by it?
[Sakura had said something similar once, about his picture book. That the reason he never let go of it was because he wanted to hold onto that one fragment of his individual existence, as someone's brother. Maybe that applies here...?]
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He reads the explanation, and sighs. Emotion is still something he feels as akin to viewing through a glass of water. Condensation blurs the view within, and even trying to wipe it away left distortions -- clarity still just out of reach.]
how can one begin to understand feelings that they cannot even describe in words?
[Will it always be this hard? Will he never quite understand? Or will he find the clarity that Giorno has, someday, and be able to look back at this time as "empty" the way he does?]
i remember the first i noticed experiencing fear
i didn't realize, until i slipped to my knees and felt the sweat drip down my cheek
i am still uncertain why i was afraid
[He doesn't think it would be so impossible to kill Uchiha Sasuke, despite that moment when he'd looked into the missing-nin's sharingan eyes. Now, when it's a fear so much less tangible than that of his own mortality, it's even less clear where it came from, what it is, and how to deal with it.]
are you saying that because i hold a bond with naruto, i am afraid of losing it? and this will happen whenever danger presents itself, regardless of whether we are significantly threatened by it?
[Sakura had said something similar once, about his picture book. That the reason he never let go of it was because he wanted to hold onto that one fragment of his individual existence, as someone's brother. Maybe that applies here...?]