[Kakyoin had said the same thing when she introduced herself to Hierophant, but she asks her questions anyway, because these things are far too important to leave in any kind of doubt, because she knows very well spoken words are not the only way to communicate. Papa had taught her about reading faces, how a small twitch here or a glance there could betray a person's thoughts, and it's a skill she's gotten quite a bit of mileage out of since Jotaro hit adolescence.
And she's watching so carefully, needing to know the answer to this question so desperately, that when the Stand that had scared her so much answers with that familiar smile, she's blindsided. She gasps, openly, and her heart aches in the same way it aches for Sadao, for Papa and Mama, for family that always seems to be thousands of miles out of her reach. Her eyes glisten, and she closes them before they can do more than that.]
Okay.
[She nods - to herself or to Star, who knows - forcing her breathing to even out again. And then, with a smile, she pushes herself up again, brushing back the wild mane of hair to place a kiss on the crown of Star's head.]
action;
And she's watching so carefully, needing to know the answer to this question so desperately, that when the Stand that had scared her so much answers with that familiar smile, she's blindsided. She gasps, openly, and her heart aches in the same way it aches for Sadao, for Papa and Mama, for family that always seems to be thousands of miles out of her reach. Her eyes glisten, and she closes them before they can do more than that.]
Okay.
[She nods - to herself or to Star, who knows - forcing her breathing to even out again. And then, with a smile, she pushes herself up again, brushing back the wild mane of hair to place a kiss on the crown of Star's head.]
Okay. You're forgiven, then.