[It doesn't. Not quickly enough, anyway. Even if he hadn't seen it, Giorno would have known it was there. Everything lately, anger and grief and despair, seems to come with tears.]
[Last April, he thought: I will never cry again. Not even silent tears. I will not be that weak. I will be the muscle and sinew and bone inside of everyone I love, so that they can be weak instead.]
[This has changed. He's cried lately, more than he's ever allowed himself to cry before. Never aloud, but still tears have come free-flowing. He misses Abbacchio. He misses Mista. He misses Trish and Polnareff. He's drowning when it comes to Fugo, he's worried for Narancia, and when is he ever not worried for Bruno? His family is falling apart. But which one, though? That's the question.]
[Maybe both.]
[He has to work very hard not to shutter his expression when Jotaro sees him, not to be Don Giovanna, who is not needed or wanted here. Nobody wants Don Giovanna anymore, really. They want Giorno, whoever that is, whatever good he does.]
Jotaro.
[Family is a circle of protection. But which family does he protect now, and against what?]
[Slowly, smoothly, he unfolds to standing, his expression soft and open, tired, listening.]
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[Last April, he thought: I will never cry again. Not even silent tears. I will not be that weak. I will be the muscle and sinew and bone inside of everyone I love, so that they can be weak instead.]
[This has changed. He's cried lately, more than he's ever allowed himself to cry before. Never aloud, but still tears have come free-flowing. He misses Abbacchio. He misses Mista. He misses Trish and Polnareff. He's drowning when it comes to Fugo, he's worried for Narancia, and when is he ever not worried for Bruno? His family is falling apart. But which one, though? That's the question.]
[Maybe both.]
[He has to work very hard not to shutter his expression when Jotaro sees him, not to be Don Giovanna, who is not needed or wanted here. Nobody wants Don Giovanna anymore, really. They want Giorno, whoever that is, whatever good he does.]
Jotaro.
[Family is a circle of protection. But which family does he protect now, and against what?]
[Slowly, smoothly, he unfolds to standing, his expression soft and open, tired, listening.]
Will you tell me?