Diarmuid's hands tighten around the cup making it creak with the pressure. His eyes focus on it, refusing to look at Kakyoin or the Stand draped around his shoulders.]
Ever since I came back to the city my mind has had a tendency to wander down...dark paths, lets call them. Places it doesn't need to go. That was just one of those times. Sorry.
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Diarmuid's hands tighten around the cup making it creak with the pressure. His eyes focus on it, refusing to look at Kakyoin or the Stand draped around his shoulders.]
Ever since I came back to the city my mind has had a tendency to wander down...dark paths, lets call them. Places it doesn't need to go. That was just one of those times. Sorry.