[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.]
[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.]
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.
Since you said something about people using their words: I would've just let it be a given from the timing and circumstances, but I guess I can also just say that I tried to find that out so I'd know how to do something that'd make you happy someday.
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[He is moderately surprised. Kakyoin were you wrong . . .]
Did you know that, or did you have to look it up?
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You're a good friend, you know.
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[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.
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[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?
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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.
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Something like that.
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It's OK if you don't. But I don't think you were thinking about whales.
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[Which isn't really an answer, but. Like he said. Jotaro isn't stupid.]
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I can come do my best Mista impression for you on one condition.
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Who's been telling you things about me?
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Since you said something about people using their words: I would've just let it be a given from the timing and circumstances, but I guess I can also just say that I tried to find that out so I'd know how to do something that'd make you happy someday.
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That's so thoughtful. I'm going to tell your mother.
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We're making progress on the vase.
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[Still not in any way bluffing.]
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