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Millions and millions of plankton reproducing at thirty percent a day for a couple of million whales spread out all over the world . . .

...I guess so long as the whale population's consumption never exceeds more than a third of the plankton's population, it'd have to be self-sustaining. More than that, the whales' feeding would keep plankton populations stable, neither increasing nor decreasing.

Nature tends to have its own system of checks and balances like that.

Yeah. It's the same reason why prey animals have evolved to have such large litters, it's to compensate for the fact that some of them will get caught by predators.

...

Sorry, you didn't call just to talk about whales.

How do you know I didn't?

Because unless you're turning into my granddad, you didn't know I was thinking about whales.

Your grandfather is psychic?

His Stand is. That might be the reason why he can do that stupid trick he does, too.

He knows what you're going to say before you say it. I hate it when he does that.

Is that why you don't talk much? So he can't predict what you're going to say?

. . . . . . . . .

[Yes, this sassy asshole really did just send a series of ellipses for the sake of affirming the point.]

[You are so great. You are his favorite. God, he is so incredibly--]

Ti voglio bene, Jotaro.

...Daisuki da yo, right?

That's right.

[He is moderately surprised. Kakyoin were you wrong . . .]

Did you know that, or did you have to look it up?

I didn't know for sure until just now. Educated guess.

Not asking questions about things you don't know tends to lead to stupid and unnecessary misunderstandings.

WAS there a misunderstanding?

There was. It might be resolved now.

How would you know, if it was? Hypothetically.

That's a good question. Maybe I never would, since I keep befriending people who don't know how to communicate using their words like adults.

There are a few ways of saying ti amo without words.

You're a good friend, you know.

[Oh.]

[And just like that, it's okay. It still - it hurts, in the way that it hurts when someone digs their fingers into a healing wound, but it's not agonizing anymore. Because he was right, and because it's going to be okay, and because - he fucked up and people died, but there is still happiness. That's something he has to believe in.]

[He's surprised to find that he's crying a little bit and has to take a moment to stop and wipe his eyes before he responds.]

I really want you to be happy.

I really want to be.

[For a minute after he sends it, he just kind of looks at the words, unsure if that was a good thing to say — conversationally, at least. Maybe that was too self-centered. Self-centered, but weirdly, soul-baringly true.]

Are you worried about me?

No, not really. I think you're a lot smarter than people give you credit for, and you're well on your way to figuring out what you're doing.

Sometimes I think I get impatient and I want things to happen at my pace, the way I want them to, because I'm so used to having control, and I worry about time running out. But it's because I want to help. I'm just not always nice about helping.

Like the world's most hard-ass fairy godmother.

[Now he's laughing?? What are his emotions doing.]

Something like that.

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