[ Noriaki Kakyoin likes things that he understands. He likes answers. Proof. He likes secret alters that he shouldn't know about and broken watches. Pieces of evidence. Things he can use. Truth-finding tools.

An altar to living people. A broken watch. Two answers to the same question. Two tools, each perfectly calibrated to lead to a different truth. ]

You know perfectly well that it's going to drive me crazy, Jotaro Kujo.

[ He is grumbling about not understanding. And he is alive. And maybe he is dead. But he isn't the horrible in-between thing that he had been for seventeen years before he met Jotaro. And it's hard to maintain grumbling when he's so easily mollified with closeness and delicate little kisses. ]

I wouldn't let you get away with it if I didn't love you, you know.