[That would be a less loaded question if Giorno was . . . anyone else, if touching on relatives wasn't terrifically loaded for him at the best of times. He doesn't show it much, but he does tense up a little bit at the question, commonplace as it is, as much as he expected it.]
Neither, actually. I moved to Italy when I was young, but I'm not Italian. Japanese on my mother's side.
[Which is the only side worth mentioning. And as he speaks, that piece finally clicks. Jotaro Kujo. He remembers - a small young man, phone receiver cradled in his hand, insisting on making a call, giving away Giorno's information and ending his dream in a sentence or two. Koichi had mentioned someone named Kujo, ever so briefly, and Giorno had ignored it for the most part, because his goal was never to speak with him or see him or allow him to know of his existence at all, and yet - here, in this place that isn't home, is Jotaro Kujo and his towering Stand.]
[Again, he doesn't react. Much. His lips do tighten fractionally, but otherwise he manages to keep his composure. He had thought - older, more like a man and less like an angry boy, but equally as imposing, equally as dangerous. He'll have to think about this.]
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Neither, actually. I moved to Italy when I was young, but I'm not Italian. Japanese on my mother's side.
[Which is the only side worth mentioning. And as he speaks, that piece finally clicks. Jotaro Kujo. He remembers - a small young man, phone receiver cradled in his hand, insisting on making a call, giving away Giorno's information and ending his dream in a sentence or two. Koichi had mentioned someone named Kujo, ever so briefly, and Giorno had ignored it for the most part, because his goal was never to speak with him or see him or allow him to know of his existence at all, and yet - here, in this place that isn't home, is Jotaro Kujo and his towering Stand.]
[Again, he doesn't react. Much. His lips do tighten fractionally, but otherwise he manages to keep his composure. He had thought - older, more like a man and less like an angry boy, but equally as imposing, equally as dangerous. He'll have to think about this.]