[But it's nice, too. He can't be too unsettled by anything that makes Star Platinum smile like that. It's not exactly the same as Jotaro smiling himself, but it feels the same on some level, the same way that the cacophonous yelling of Sex Pistols is inherently Mista, or the soft presence of Sticky Fingers is as comforting as Bruno is.]
[He doesn't decide to cross over and link arms with Star again; it's just the natural thing to do, so he does it, looking thoughtful all the way.]
You might think . . . my life is still about fighting. At home, I mean. But it isn't, really. It's mostly politics. I'm in danger often, but not in the same way, and anyway, it's not supposed to be my responsibility to keep myself safe. But I'm so used to having him out, it felt strange to not, so - he comes to meetings with me. Things like that. It's a little silly.
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[But it's nice, too. He can't be too unsettled by anything that makes Star Platinum smile like that. It's not exactly the same as Jotaro smiling himself, but it feels the same on some level, the same way that the cacophonous yelling of Sex Pistols is inherently Mista, or the soft presence of Sticky Fingers is as comforting as Bruno is.]
[He doesn't decide to cross over and link arms with Star again; it's just the natural thing to do, so he does it, looking thoughtful all the way.]
You might think . . . my life is still about fighting. At home, I mean. But it isn't, really. It's mostly politics. I'm in danger often, but not in the same way, and anyway, it's not supposed to be my responsibility to keep myself safe. But I'm so used to having him out, it felt strange to not, so - he comes to meetings with me. Things like that. It's a little silly.