[A sideways glance at Gold Experience, then. A life without it . . . would be very confusing. Very lonely, too; there were a number of people in his life now that he would be without if not for his Stand. He did realize he was lucky in this, did not take it for granted, but thinking about what could happen if, somehow, he lost it - some still-childish part of him very staunchly didn't want to.]

[So he didn't, focusing again instead on the man in front of him, his expression shifting back to scrutiny, although his shrewdness never quite crossed over into sadism. Which was for the best; his features were similar enough that even a hint of cruelty showed his roots. Another part of the reason he schooled his expression so carefully.]

Too many. And many of them are irresponsible, or greedy, or selfish, or want power for the sake of power and have the strength to take it for themselves. Stands enable human cruelty to reach new heights, like any kind of power does.

[None of which he entirely meant to say, all of which he fervently believed. Diavolo would have been dangerous without his Stand. With it, he was very nearly unstoppable, and furthermore was able to push past his own humanity and leave all mercy behind.]