[He almost says why, because his center of gravity is stuck so fast in himself, in January 16th, in Cairo — but before he can do it, he stops and really thinks about it, thinks about Giorno and fear, and no, he knows exactly what he means, doesn't he, because he was there when it happened.
The why is the little dark-haired boy who hides and cries and ended up with one ear that he can stuff all the way inside his head. It's someone who saw Jonathan drawn up to his full height — Jotaro, you lied to me — and he's not the same height as Jonathan, he's nowhere near as broad, it's not the same as someone who can meet him eye to eye and act like a roadblock, is it. Giorno was afraid of Jonathan once, and he curled up in on himself like he'd wanted to disappear and...
...
And that's what Dio sees? He saw what Jonathan can do with Hamon, it terrifies him — but it's Jonathan, who would ever be afraid of Jonathan?
...Giorno was. Once.
Working through the thought process shakes him; that much is clear from his expression. But at the end of it, he finds himself suspended over a void, unsure where the final step is supposed to land. Or maybe he has some idea, at least, but it's never something he's much liked to consider at length.
Dio is a person. Dio has interests. It follows that he'd have fears, too. Apparently, those are of...them.
It's the reverse of what it's supposed to be. Isn't it?]
...
[His gaze casts away, back into the shadowy forest. The monsters don't come near him anymore, do they. Deterrence.
Isn't that really just a different way of saying, I want them so afraid of me that they'll never come near me again?]
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The why is the little dark-haired boy who hides and cries and ended up with one ear that he can stuff all the way inside his head. It's someone who saw Jonathan drawn up to his full height — Jotaro, you lied to me — and he's not the same height as Jonathan, he's nowhere near as broad, it's not the same as someone who can meet him eye to eye and act like a roadblock, is it. Giorno was afraid of Jonathan once, and he curled up in on himself like he'd wanted to disappear and...
...
And that's what Dio sees? He saw what Jonathan can do with Hamon, it terrifies him — but it's Jonathan, who would ever be afraid of Jonathan?
...Giorno was. Once.
Working through the thought process shakes him; that much is clear from his expression. But at the end of it, he finds himself suspended over a void, unsure where the final step is supposed to land. Or maybe he has some idea, at least, but it's never something he's much liked to consider at length.
Dio is a person. Dio has interests. It follows that he'd have fears, too. Apparently, those are of...them.
It's the reverse of what it's supposed to be. Isn't it?]
...
[His gaze casts away, back into the shadowy forest. The monsters don't come near him anymore, do they. Deterrence.
Isn't that really just a different way of saying, I want them so afraid of me that they'll never come near me again?]
So we're the monsters. The way he sees it.