[which he's definitely hearing as "employee" -- bosses deal with bosses lieutenants with lieutenants but like hell they'd deal with someone below them. business doesn't work that way. hierarchies don't work that way. and giorno has done enough posturing (being unwilling to help out in town aside) that kaz has the respect to treat him like an equal.
but if he needs to be reminded how gang business is conducted thats fine:]
He's your responsibility. The offer is on the table for you.
[kaz shrugs, unphased honestly. being a barrel boss isn't about providing - it's about commerce. commerce is god, and trades are important. giorno was doing something for him. he could give money in return. if giorno doesn't want it, he certainly isn't going to offer again.]
[Giorno doesn't react visibly to that one at all. They've got a point, of course--but so does Polnareff, so he's going to have to think this one over. Either way, it's clear they can't be trusted to help with that part of it, if that part of it is something Giorno decides to address. Which is fine--there are plenty of bleeding hearts to harvest.]
We have an understanding, then, I think. If you need me to provide additional assistance at any point, I'm available, within limits.
[A beat.]
And if either of you get yourselves shot or something. Let me know.
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[It strikes him as a sort of rude question. Maybe not intentionally so. But damn if he doesn't know how to get money.]
[On the other hand--]
I don't. He will, if you're funding the venture. Ask him how much. [Everything is a test.]
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[which he's definitely hearing as "employee" -- bosses deal with bosses lieutenants with lieutenants but like hell they'd deal with someone below them. business doesn't work that way. hierarchies don't work that way. and giorno has done enough posturing (being unwilling to help out in town aside) that kaz has the respect to treat him like an equal.
but if he needs to be reminded how gang business is conducted thats fine:]
He's your responsibility. The offer is on the table for you.
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Don't offer me money again, Don Brekker. I provide for my people, not you.
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I look forward to hearing from Polnareff.
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[Giorno wraps his jacket tighter around himself, tucks his hands under his elbows.]
Out of curiosity. Assuming you accomplish this, what do you think happens next? The need won't disappear.
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[realtalk tho]
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Yeah, first we have to stop the mining. Having a planet blow up while I'm on it doesn't sound like a lot of fun to me.
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We have an understanding, then, I think. If you need me to provide additional assistance at any point, I'm available, within limits.
[A beat.]
And if either of you get yourselves shot or something. Let me know.