[There's a fantasy he doesn't remember now, that he could if this weren't all part of a shared dream: of all three of them together, himself and Kakyoin and the blond, with one of Dio's fists trapped by the blond's abdomen and the other bound up in Hierophant Green, and nothing to stop Star Platinum's attack rush when it hit him so hard he broke apart.
It's a nice fantasy. It's not for right now.]
Jiji — find a TV. If he comes after us, maybe you can see him use "it".
[They have minutes, now. Seconds, maybe. Right now Dio is still pinned by the last rays of the setting sun, and that's all the time they have.
But the phantom him feels better knowing that Kakyoin is near. Because when they're together, they're invincible. There's nothing they can't surmount, when it's the two of them together; that's how it was in Pakistan, and it hasn't changed, even now.]
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[There's a fantasy he doesn't remember now, that he could if this weren't all part of a shared dream: of all three of them together, himself and Kakyoin and the blond, with one of Dio's fists trapped by the blond's abdomen and the other bound up in Hierophant Green, and nothing to stop Star Platinum's attack rush when it hit him so hard he broke apart.
It's a nice fantasy. It's not for right now.]
Jiji — find a TV. If he comes after us, maybe you can see him use "it".
[They have minutes, now. Seconds, maybe. Right now Dio is still pinned by the last rays of the setting sun, and that's all the time they have.
But the phantom him feels better knowing that Kakyoin is near. Because when they're together, they're invincible. There's nothing they can't surmount, when it's the two of them together; that's how it was in Pakistan, and it hasn't changed, even now.]