[His pretty sister. He does feel awful that her scars are exposed. For him when he leaves his own in view, it's his way of saying fuck you, Boss, I'm not afraid. But she has every right to want to cover hers, every right to treat it as she needs to. They're different is all. No choice better than the other.]
Here, let me tighten this a bit. [The tie at the waist.] Do you want it all the way buttoned?
Yeah, I think so. It's probably easier to get it undone than it is to fasten it on, so I should be okay.
[She's holding her wings as rigidly as she can, trying to keep them from fluttering, and her willpower in this is as strong as in everything else; they're steady as a stone, and utterly unmoving.]
I guess I should've expected something like this sooner or later, huh...?
[Gently, he fixes up the tie on the shirt, then helps working the final buttons. There's a pause at her question, then he closes his eyes and reaches down to hold her hand.]
I don't know. This place is full of surprises, and it's hard to predict what it'll force us to experience.
[A mixed blessing, but he still overall doesn't regret being in this place.]
Hey. It'll be okay. You're fucking beautiful. If you need to cover up your back, we'll work on that. If you wanna leave it exposed, then that's cool. But there's no pressure either way.
I just want you to be happy with yourself. You deserve it.
[She hesitates, then ducks her head, grasping his hand when he reaches for hers, like it's a lifeline in a moment of turmoil.]
...If you saw someone walking around out there with scars like those, what would you think? Be honest, don't just tell me something nice to make me feel better. Wouldn't you think it was horrible?
I'd think whatever happened to that person must have been horrible.
[There's a pause, then he lifts his shirt, just enough to show the fist-sized scar below his chest.]
It's different for us. I know that. [At least when he died, it didn't last long. Just long enough to leave a clue for Giorno to find. Reimi-- she didn't have that luxury.] And maybe it's because I've seen enough kind of scars on people. But I'd really wonder more whatever they suffered must have been awful, not gee that's hideous.
I'm jealous of you sometimes. You wear whatever you want, and even if that shows, you're so brave about it. I wish I could do that.
[She sighs.]
I don't even know what I think would happen. I don't even think it would change anyone's opinion of me, or anything. Maybe I just feel like it would make people sad, and I don't want to be the reason that people I care about are sad.
[Florentino used to say things like that, he thinks. Leone, I could never be as brave as you, he would say as Abbacchio tidied up his makeup.
But he knows-- he really knows who's the strongest one here. Abbacchio carefully puts his arm around Reimi's shoulders, not touching her wings, giving her a loose hug.]
You're still one of the strongest people I know, sorellina. It doesn't mean you're totally flawless. You're allowed to be sensitive about this.
[Lightly, he nuzzles the top of her head, smiling against her.]
I was thinking about burning down another building but I guess I can be here instead. [More warmly, he says:] Anytime. Okay? You're always there for me. And I'm always gonna do what I can to be there for you.
Oh. I mean, in his way. I don't think I've ever seen Mohammed angry, but I'm sure he's capable of it. Anyway, it was more like he was worried about me. More of a well-meaning lecture.
[and seriously did not blame him for fighting joseph joestar]
Josuke put the building back together, you believe that?
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[His pretty sister. He does feel awful that her scars are exposed. For him when he leaves his own in view, it's his way of saying fuck you, Boss, I'm not afraid. But she has every right to want to cover hers, every right to treat it as she needs to. They're different is all. No choice better than the other.]
Here, let me tighten this a bit. [The tie at the waist.] Do you want it all the way buttoned?
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[She's holding her wings as rigidly as she can, trying to keep them from fluttering, and her willpower in this is as strong as in everything else; they're steady as a stone, and utterly unmoving.]
I guess I should've expected something like this sooner or later, huh...?
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[Gently, he fixes up the tie on the shirt, then helps working the final buttons. There's a pause at her question, then he closes his eyes and reaches down to hold her hand.]
I don't know. This place is full of surprises, and it's hard to predict what it'll force us to experience.
[A mixed blessing, but he still overall doesn't regret being in this place.]
Hey. It'll be okay. You're fucking beautiful. If you need to cover up your back, we'll work on that. If you wanna leave it exposed, then that's cool. But there's no pressure either way.
I just want you to be happy with yourself. You deserve it.
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[She hesitates, then ducks her head, grasping his hand when he reaches for hers, like it's a lifeline in a moment of turmoil.]
...If you saw someone walking around out there with scars like those, what would you think? Be honest, don't just tell me something nice to make me feel better. Wouldn't you think it was horrible?
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[There's a pause, then he lifts his shirt, just enough to show the fist-sized scar below his chest.]
It's different for us. I know that. [At least when he died, it didn't last long. Just long enough to leave a clue for Giorno to find. Reimi-- she didn't have that luxury.] And maybe it's because I've seen enough kind of scars on people. But I'd really wonder more whatever they suffered must have been awful, not gee that's hideous.
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[She sighs.]
I don't even know what I think would happen. I don't even think it would change anyone's opinion of me, or anything. Maybe I just feel like it would make people sad, and I don't want to be the reason that people I care about are sad.
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But he knows-- he really knows who's the strongest one here. Abbacchio carefully puts his arm around Reimi's shoulders, not touching her wings, giving her a loose hug.]
You're still one of the strongest people I know, sorellina. It doesn't mean you're totally flawless. You're allowed to be sensitive about this.
It's okay.
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[It's an attempt, and a quietly grateful one at that. She leans into the hug, finding a wobbling smile to offer him as well.]
Thanks for coming to help me. I know it probably threw a wrench in your whole day, but I feel better knowing you're here.
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[Lightly, he nuzzles the top of her head, smiling against her.]
I was thinking about burning down another building but I guess I can be here instead. [More warmly, he says:] Anytime. Okay? You're always there for me. And I'm always gonna do what I can to be there for you.
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[JUST BURNED DOWN A WHOLE BUILDING AND WENT TO JAIL FOR IT.]
...So? Did he really chew you out for it?
[She means Avdol, clearly.]
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Oh. I mean, in his way. I don't think I've ever seen Mohammed angry, but I'm sure he's capable of it. Anyway, it was more like he was worried about me. More of a well-meaning lecture.
[and seriously did not blame him for fighting joseph joestar]
Josuke put the building back together, you believe that?
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...Wait. Josuke put it back together?
[Something is not adding up here, and she's quickly coming to the realization of what it is.]
I thought you didn't really get along. You asked him to do that?
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Hm. We don't, but he did it himself. I didn't ask him to do anything.
I wouldn't hair if it was never rebuilt but I guess he felt like since he could he should.
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[She cocks her head, regarding him quizzically.]
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[he fought josuke's dad how does he explain this!!]
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[But she gets it, and smiles at him so that he knows she does, and doesn't press it any further.]
Well. Leave it to Josuke to do something like that, I guess. That sounds just like him.
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...He's a good kid. Just don't tell him I said so.
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[...]
I still can't believe you burned it down!
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...Not that it was a huge loss.
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[She grins.]
A really sweet thug who helps out cute girls when they're in trooooouble.
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Just the one cute girl, really. And it was totally worth it.