[ Oh. OH. That's an arm out, there was no hesitation on Mista's part before he just fell face first into that opening. ]

There can be two, besides I already told you I'm just a little drunk.

[ Wait, had that been Abbacchio? Maybe it hadn't been, who knows. Who cared. ]

I know what you said, though, but I think you were right. We really don't have a choice, man, we don't get to pick what happens.

[ There was a pause from him, nestling in against the other man comfortably. This was fine, but everything else was not. ]

...Giorno is gone too. That's what I was trying to tell you.