[Giorno is alluding to a history, carefully and without saying too much. The peace between him and the other two is fragile. But it's not a normal fragility that is often created when two people meet for the first time, when they must carefully feel the other one out to determine how much trust can initially be placed in their hands. It's deeper and more complicated than that. The weight in the words men like me speaks to it. Bruno just can't place where the history lies exactly. Does it rest solely with the other two, their own pasts making themselves known by the way they carry themselves? Or does it rest in Giorno's history, of which Bruno knows very little?]
[His gaze falls on Giorno again. It's a harder look this time, scrutinizing and likely summoning echoes of the memory of their first meeting save the inherent mistrust of an outsider. He's trying not to think of Giorno as a subordinate that is willfully concealing information. He knows better than anyone else in the gang that keeping information from others can often mean their survival and he has to trust in Giorno differently than he had before. He turns his gaze away again to keep from interrogating Giorno over it, to respect that there are things Bruno may never be privy to. He sits with the frustration and does nothing with it.]
More difficult, but not impossible.
It's inevitable that our paths will cross with one another again. [One way or another, Stand users cannot avoid one another forever. But how they come together again will be mostly up to Giorno.] Their distrust will have to be controlled until it can be changed.
[He comes close to saying how exactly it should be controlled. Giorno has been cementing the trust of men without Bruno. He knows what he's doing. Treating him as otherwise would be almost patronizing and close to condescending and ultimately unnecessary.]
You'll do what needs to be done, [he says, placing trust, confidence, and, above all else, submission to Giorno. As difficult and as foreign as it is to do.]
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[His gaze falls on Giorno again. It's a harder look this time, scrutinizing and likely summoning echoes of the memory of their first meeting save the inherent mistrust of an outsider. He's trying not to think of Giorno as a subordinate that is willfully concealing information. He knows better than anyone else in the gang that keeping information from others can often mean their survival and he has to trust in Giorno differently than he had before. He turns his gaze away again to keep from interrogating Giorno over it, to respect that there are things Bruno may never be privy to. He sits with the frustration and does nothing with it.]
More difficult, but not impossible.
It's inevitable that our paths will cross with one another again. [One way or another, Stand users cannot avoid one another forever. But how they come together again will be mostly up to Giorno.] Their distrust will have to be controlled until it can be changed.
[He comes close to saying how exactly it should be controlled. Giorno has been cementing the trust of men without Bruno. He knows what he's doing. Treating him as otherwise would be almost patronizing and close to condescending and ultimately unnecessary.]
You'll do what needs to be done, [he says, placing trust, confidence, and, above all else, submission to Giorno. As difficult and as foreign as it is to do.]