[Star Platinum is not the cutest Stand. Sex Pistols is the cutest Stand. But Star is a pretty close second, and Giorno smiles up at him brightly and leans up to pat him on the shoulder.]

[They walk, then, although not quite as quickly as before; Giorno is feeling thoughtful rather than playful, more so when Jotaro asks that question. It's a little while before he answers, and when he does, it's slow, his words coming out as though he's still turning them over in his head as he says them.]

I don't . . . think so. I think I do have you figured out, at least mostly. That's not something I can . . . turn off, trying to figure people out. But.

Feeling safe around you is an instinct, not something I decided to do. I don't really know why it is. I just know that it is. I don't think I've ever decided to feel safe around someone just because I knew how they worked.

[Abbacchio is, in fact, an excellent example of this. He understands Abbacchio effortlessly. That doesn't mean he could ever trust him. Not like this.]

All I know is that I don't feel safe around that many people. So I'm glad you're here.