[Blindly he reaches to the side, grabbing for his cigarettes. It's stupid to smoke in bed, it's the right way to setting yourself on fire, but he'll take the chance right now. Besides, the motions give him time to think. ]

There's a difference between . . .

[A pause.]

Between three friends, and two of them are a little closer, and . . . a guy who has two friends who are together, y'know?

[There's more to it than that. That part isn't insurmountable, no, he definitely feels it, he's felt it since he came here and found out-- but it's not just that. And Polnareff knows that, even if he still doesn't have words for what the Other Part is.]

It's not-- I'm glad you two are together. You fit together. I'm glad you're together and you're happy. But it's-- it's different. You remember--

[And now he twists, facing Jotaro, meeting his gaze, cigarette hanging from his lips.]

I used that shit Japanese pickup line on you-- the one that Kakyoin taught me. And you said, well, what did you expect, he's an asshole, of course he taught you something like that, and I was gonna agree, except I had to stop and think, well, watch what you say, because he's his boyfriend, so you can't say too much. It's nothing to do with you or him, but it's-- it's all different now, all three of us.