[It would be easier, much easier, if he said he couldn't imagine how awful it must be. But that would be a lie. He can imagine it easily. It's not something he lives with every day anymore, but he knows it, he'll always know it, it'll never be something he can live without. He thought for a while that he could escape it, but no. It will always be just out of sight at best.]
[That is what it is. He doesn't have to live in the thick of it anymore, at least. Dio does. Dio who's surrounded by people who hate him, who knows that someone in this city killed him once, who can't know who it was, can't protect himself because these shadowy strangers must be protected first.]
[After a moment's pause, a moment's observation, he takes a step to the side, so he's standing in the periphery of Jotaro's vision.]
Would you like to walk? It's very cold.
[And it's hard, standing still like this. Hard to think, hard not to explode.]
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[It would be easier, much easier, if he said he couldn't imagine how awful it must be. But that would be a lie. He can imagine it easily. It's not something he lives with every day anymore, but he knows it, he'll always know it, it'll never be something he can live without. He thought for a while that he could escape it, but no. It will always be just out of sight at best.]
[That is what it is. He doesn't have to live in the thick of it anymore, at least. Dio does. Dio who's surrounded by people who hate him, who knows that someone in this city killed him once, who can't know who it was, can't protect himself because these shadowy strangers must be protected first.]
[After a moment's pause, a moment's observation, he takes a step to the side, so he's standing in the periphery of Jotaro's vision.]
Would you like to walk? It's very cold.
[And it's hard, standing still like this. Hard to think, hard not to explode.]