[ Dio thinks he'll break faith. He turned his back on Dio, and he thinks it's because of his own disloyalty. That's why Rubber Soul imitated him. Why Death 13 chose him as the first target. Terence outright said it - he's the one Dio expected to abandon the others. He turned his back on someone once, he'll do it again.
It's good. It's good. No matter how much the shame of it burns like bile in his throat. It means Dio won't question why he isn't trying to break Jotaro out from the outside. Dio thinks he's afraid. Dio thinks he'll run. Dio thinks that of all of them, he's the link that will break. Let him.
Hierophant doesn't make any effort to control Jotaro. It goes completely limp, letting itself spread through him. Its branches go cell-thin. Thinner. Dio's minions forced it to learn how to travel through blood, once. It can do that again. Move through every little capillary. It can wait. He doesn't say anything to Jotaro. He doesn't need to ask him to trust him.
Dio grins. ]
You're stalling me, Jojo. [ The way he says the name is sweet and barbed and affectionate and venomous all at the same time. He swings his free arm as he speaks, swinging for Jotaro's ribs and striking him hard enough to throw him back into the wall of woven thorns. ] You think he's gone to find help, don't you? That he's going to be coming back with the old man and Polnareff.
[ The thorns begin to coil around Jotaro's limbs. ]
You should be happy for them, Jojo. With your blood, they'll be the first to witness Lord Dio rising, whole and new.
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It's good. It's good. No matter how much the shame of it burns like bile in his throat. It means Dio won't question why he isn't trying to break Jotaro out from the outside. Dio thinks he's afraid. Dio thinks he'll run. Dio thinks that of all of them, he's the link that will break. Let him.
Hierophant doesn't make any effort to control Jotaro. It goes completely limp, letting itself spread through him. Its branches go cell-thin. Thinner. Dio's minions forced it to learn how to travel through blood, once. It can do that again. Move through every little capillary. It can wait. He doesn't say anything to Jotaro. He doesn't need to ask him to trust him.
Dio grins. ]
You're stalling me, Jojo. [ The way he says the name is sweet and barbed and affectionate and venomous all at the same time. He swings his free arm as he speaks, swinging for Jotaro's ribs and striking him hard enough to throw him back into the wall of woven thorns. ] You think he's gone to find help, don't you? That he's going to be coming back with the old man and Polnareff.
[ The thorns begin to coil around Jotaro's limbs. ]
You should be happy for them, Jojo. With your blood, they'll be the first to witness Lord Dio rising, whole and new.