I don't mind. We can pretend that what you needed was me, instead.
[It's an attempt at both comfort and levity, wrapped up into one — a softball pitch for Kakyoin to swing at if he so desires, pouncing on the opportunity to chastise him for being wrong and ridiculous. Being right is comforting to Kakyoin. It's normal. It makes him feel better. So does pettiness, and that sort of setup opens the door wide for both.
He steps against him regardless, wrapping his arms lightly around Kakyoin like he's trying to project some of his own warmth directly into Kakyoin's coil-taut body by osmosis.]
I'm right here, Nori. It'll be okay.
[As he nuzzles against Kakyoin's ear, he thinks of something suddenly, and rumbles a soft laugh.]
Want to switch earrings before you go in? You can take mine.
[And that, too, isn't about the earrings themselves. It's about the act of switching. The preparatory element. The feeling of taking something of Jotaro's and keeping it with him, in the last moments before he goes on alone.]
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[It's an attempt at both comfort and levity, wrapped up into one — a softball pitch for Kakyoin to swing at if he so desires, pouncing on the opportunity to chastise him for being wrong and ridiculous. Being right is comforting to Kakyoin. It's normal. It makes him feel better. So does pettiness, and that sort of setup opens the door wide for both.
He steps against him regardless, wrapping his arms lightly around Kakyoin like he's trying to project some of his own warmth directly into Kakyoin's coil-taut body by osmosis.]
I'm right here, Nori. It'll be okay.
[As he nuzzles against Kakyoin's ear, he thinks of something suddenly, and rumbles a soft laugh.]
Want to switch earrings before you go in? You can take mine.
[And that, too, isn't about the earrings themselves. It's about the act of switching. The preparatory element. The feeling of taking something of Jotaro's and keeping it with him, in the last moments before he goes on alone.]