[He looks around a bit, eventually settling on a tree, and likewise separates himself from where he and Giorno are standing long enough to walk over to it and examine the trunk. He moves up next to it, marks off his own height against it, and shifts his hand down slightly to find eye level, which seems to be a target he seals with one finger, like a promise.
That completed, he steps back a pace or two, so there's now a short span of distance between where he's standing and the tree, and this time he motions to the space in the open air at eye level height.]
Watch here. It'll be right here.
[And then he comes back, extending his hand in silent request for the stiletto.]
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[He looks around a bit, eventually settling on a tree, and likewise separates himself from where he and Giorno are standing long enough to walk over to it and examine the trunk. He moves up next to it, marks off his own height against it, and shifts his hand down slightly to find eye level, which seems to be a target he seals with one finger, like a promise.
That completed, he steps back a pace or two, so there's now a short span of distance between where he's standing and the tree, and this time he motions to the space in the open air at eye level height.]
Watch here. It'll be right here.
[And then he comes back, extending his hand in silent request for the stiletto.]