[There. The balance is shifting. And that's a different estimation than it would be to say that either of them is relaxing, but their mutual wariness is becoming less overt. That's probably for the best; having two Stand users both poised on a knife's edge of tension is a recipe for disaster, and there's still no telling what this stranger's Stand even does. That's a catastrophe waiting to happen. So much the better, if they both settle back off that edge, and try to feel each other out with a margin for error in place.
Giorno Giovanna. He's young, but confident. Presumably Italian. He wonders, idly, if the Speedwagon Foundation is aware of him — not that it matters much here, anyway.]
If I say no, I bet the first thing you'll do is give me a reason to.
[Which is why he isn't saying no. There's pride in everything this kid does, pride and confidence and self-assurance. Acknowledging that is probably the way to get somewhere.]
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Giorno Giovanna. He's young, but confident. Presumably Italian. He wonders, idly, if the Speedwagon Foundation is aware of him — not that it matters much here, anyway.]
If I say no, I bet the first thing you'll do is give me a reason to.
[Which is why he isn't saying no. There's pride in everything this kid does, pride and confidence and self-assurance. Acknowledging that is probably the way to get somewhere.]
What about your Stand?