I really don't think you want to hurt anybody.

[It feels strange, tactile sensation against his skin that isn't Kakyoin's fingers. It's a lot of new things that all stand out just a little too sharp, metal and fabric, smooth and rough. It makes him squirm a little, still not ready for more than the occasional touch of it, but he's getting there slowly. That's progress.]

Just like I don't really want to be a dog. Just like Adrian didn't really abandon me in that thing, even though he wasn't right there watching. I think...

[He closes his eyes. Hums a little. Thinks about the words Kakyoin is saying between the words that come out of his mouth. Thinks about translating them, like he's so good at interpreting Jotaro's fumbling explanations himself, sometimes.]

I think maybe you get off on being trusted. That's why you think about what you could do with it. How far you could take it. 'Cause you're just...getting high, kind of, on realizing you have it to begin with.

[He licks his lips, remembering how dry they'd gotten, and how red.]

You would stopped if I'd asked you to. Right? But you loved that I didn't. You liked that it made me yours.