[For a few minutes, he does nothing more than at his keyboard, willing the loose threads of his thoughts to knit together into something more coherent. They don't. In fact, trying to get how he feels down in words seems to confuse him even more; he doesn't like how trite it looks on paper. So, after some thought, he gives up trying altogether and switches to an audio message instead.

Better to be incoherent than patronising.]

... I... sometimes I wake up thinking about Kira. Here, I mean. About whether we're the same because the Fog god wanted to fuck with us or if there really is something to it because it can't just be coincidence. [He swallows.] I still don't really know. I get it, though. It's- it's scary to think that there might be something inside me that I don't even know about that's like whatever it is inside him. Or like with you and Dio. Maybe Dio worried about the same thing. Like, if the parts you had in common weren't his at all, or...

[Josuke pauses again, trying to remember where he was going with that point.]

... I guess what I want to say is that I'm grateful. I wouldn't even be here now if you hadn't gone through all of that and it means even more that you did all of it without even knowing how important it was. Anyway. You're a whole lot more like the old man than you think too- you should be more worried about that.