No time like the present to learn, right? [Kakyoin's voice was steady, setting his own cup down to briefly place a hand over Diarmuid's.] Careful--you don't want to break that.
[Anything broke under enough pressure. When that started to become a real risk, it was up to people like Kakyoin to intervene.]
I think now...either he knows he's not alone, or he's getting used to the idea. Back home it was always the Joestar legacy, the fate of their bloodline, all this absurdity centered on a kid who never asked for it. Right now I'm not sure if he realizes this doesn't have to all be on his shoulders. [He shook his head, leaning back in his chair with Hierophant still over his shoulders.]
It's difficult even for me to read him when things get like this. But the two of us are each other's perfect complement, and with Giovanna we're a perfect trio. No matter how close we end up getting, we're not going to break.
[Pausing to take a drink of his coffee, Kakyoin turned thoughtfully quiet for a moment.]
It was...it would have to have been November, I think. January sixteenth minus fifty days...so I met him on November twenty-eighth. And I came here in June, so...
[Pausing to do some quick math, Kakyoin laughed to himself.]
...I've only known him for less than a year? It feels like so much longer. And we've known Giovanna for even less time than that.
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[Anything broke under enough pressure. When that started to become a real risk, it was up to people like Kakyoin to intervene.]
I think now...either he knows he's not alone, or he's getting used to the idea. Back home it was always the Joestar legacy, the fate of their bloodline, all this absurdity centered on a kid who never asked for it. Right now I'm not sure if he realizes this doesn't have to all be on his shoulders. [He shook his head, leaning back in his chair with Hierophant still over his shoulders.]
It's difficult even for me to read him when things get like this. But the two of us are each other's perfect complement, and with Giovanna we're a perfect trio. No matter how close we end up getting, we're not going to break.
[Pausing to take a drink of his coffee, Kakyoin turned thoughtfully quiet for a moment.]
It was...it would have to have been November, I think. January sixteenth minus fifty days...so I met him on November twenty-eighth. And I came here in June, so...
[Pausing to do some quick math, Kakyoin laughed to himself.]
...I've only known him for less than a year? It feels like so much longer. And we've known Giovanna for even less time than that.