Most people would want to know- to know what body part they're putting in their mouth.

[ But Jotaro does have a point, because the body part that has previously been in his mouth is 'all of them'. He's being difficult for difficult's sake. He wants to be difficult. Wants to be stubborn. Wants to win, in the latest way that he's defined 'winning'.

But more than that, right now, he wants this to keep going. To keep being so beautifully overwhelming that it renders him just about useless. ]

He likes it. [ He admits, and as if on cue Hierophant's head and shoulders and some of his arms form behind Jotaro. He rests against his back, a cool almost-weight, and nuzzles his mask in his hair, knocking his hat forward. ]

I'm- I think I'm- [ A winded sort of squeak gets knocked free from his lungs when Star moves him up and he sinks down again. ] -close.