[. . . You know. It probably says a lot about Giorno's life, both here and at home, that when he looks up on one of his daily proprietary walks around the city and sees a kid on top of the clocktower with a cape fluttering in the light breeze and a look of extreme chill, he's not even slightly surprised. No, he just pauses and watches Dave watching the city with mild curiosity.]
[And he doesn't even laugh when the bell tolls and Dave flops to the ground without getting even slightly hurt, by all appearances. The only thing that gets even the slightest reaction - a minute raise of his eyebrows - is the phrase "Jesus's zombie ballsack". Wow.]
[Dave's about an eighth of a second from colliding with him when he just. Puts out his hand and puts it on his shoulder in a Very Definitive Way. Do not run into the don.]
Are you all right? [Said in that tone, you know, the one that says "I'm not laughing at you, but it's really fucking hard."]
clocktower!!
[And he doesn't even laugh when the bell tolls and Dave flops to the ground without getting even slightly hurt, by all appearances. The only thing that gets even the slightest reaction - a minute raise of his eyebrows - is the phrase "Jesus's zombie ballsack". Wow.]
[Dave's about an eighth of a second from colliding with him when he just. Puts out his hand and puts it on his shoulder in a Very Definitive Way. Do not run into the don.]
Are you all right? [Said in that tone, you know, the one that says "I'm not laughing at you, but it's really fucking hard."]