Emporio sits with his fishing rod for a good few moments. He doesn't answer. He's quiet, perhaps too quiet, and when he finally speaks he doesn't look at Jotaro.
Just the water.
"...I didn't know anything about it," he finally says, and his voice is barely more than a whisper. "...I met Hermana, because I knew he was focusing on her. ...and then after that, we just wanted..."
Silence again. Emporio closes his eyes, seemingly grounding himself.
".......I told her you were just going to die, and she refused to believe it...so I wanted to do everything I could to help. ...it... ...shouldn't have worked, but if things could just be different for one other person, I thought..."
It has nothing to do with Pucci, though, not in the sense that they're after. Not with...everything else.
No...
"...nothing was ever planned between us," he finally says with an almost dull tone. "...She just told me to live. ...and I did."
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Date: 2024-01-02 02:51 pm (UTC)Just the water.
"...I didn't know anything about it," he finally says, and his voice is barely more than a whisper. "...I met Hermana, because I knew he was focusing on her. ...and then after that, we just wanted..."
Silence again. Emporio closes his eyes, seemingly grounding himself.
".......I told her you were just going to die, and she refused to believe it...so I wanted to do everything I could to help. ...it... ...shouldn't have worked, but if things could just be different for one other person, I thought..."
It has nothing to do with Pucci, though, not in the sense that they're after. Not with...everything else.
No...
"...nothing was ever planned between us," he finally says with an almost dull tone. "...She just told me to live. ...and I did."