[ Diego almost winced when he heard her say fuck, his gut instinct to clarify something that felt very pressing right now. ]

She did not learn that from me, she got it from your message and took the time to sound it out.

[ He wasn't quite as prepared for the hand-off as he thought he was, frowning when he tried to think of what she might have had in his flat. Her clothes from last night, some other...things...

He slipped away wordlessly, collecting things from his room and grabbing her phone from the coffee table. He came back, thrusting them toward Jotaro as he avoided eye contact. Don't stare. Don't stare at anything. ]

This is what she had with her yesterday...