[Josuke is pretty hard to miss, resting against the back of a bench instead of sitting on it normally. He's preoccupied with little movements like picking at his thumb and an inability to sit completely still, lost in thought. This should be warning enough to Jotaro that Something is going on.

However, he doesn't have long to dwell on that because Josuke sees that movement from the corner of his eye and straightens up to wave. He stops himself from just walking out there, though, it'd be silly to have a conversation in the middle of a grassy field in November, and sticks to his bench plus streetlamp camp.

That doesn't stop him from talking the second Jotaro is within earshot though.]

Hey. There's one thing I need to clear up.

[That's all the preamble. He's going right into this.]

You came to Morioh to find me. You had to clear something up with Joseph's Will which turned out to be my mom and me. You know, existing. [Was that clear enough? Was that hammered in enough? No?] I'm his son.

[Congratulations, Jotaro. He's given up worrying about how to share this information and decided to go with the over the top bluntness he had to deal with from Jotaro before. He's returning it right back because it worked that time so it has to work this time.

There's no one real reason it had to be shared right now or in this way. It just didn't seem right or fair to keep it locked up. It was weird, Jotaro being young like this when he was used to him as a responsible adult, but he was still a good guy just like he remembered him and, well, he trusted him before and he wants to trust him again. What he had told him before hadn't been so much of a lie as a twisting of the truth to make everything smoother. And funnier. But he couldn't swallowing leaving everything like that. It was going to hurt but he deserved to hear it now before too much time built up behind him obscuring this.

In short, Jotaro you unlocked his social link with otters and beers and now you have to deal with this. Sorry about your uncle's timing.]