"Most of the ones I’ve met here seem downright gentlemanly compared to what I left back home. Johnny Joestar, while a famous and no doubt skilled jockey, is also brash, rude, and above all, selfish."
"I believe that he wants the Corpse so that he can potentially walk again, given that he lost the use of his legs many years ago. However, I want the Corpse so that I can help the entire country. I don’t believe that it’s a lot to ask."
He winces when she mentions the broken bones.
"I’m sorry to hear that you had such trouble with them my dear. At least you seem to have recovered nicely, and that’s the important thing. It was actually a fight with Johnny that landed me here in this strange place. His Stand hit me with some sort of ability that could follow me even between dimensions."
"I’m not sure how or why the effect wore off, but when it did, I found myself here, in the future. It certainly seems a lot has changed."
-Her eyes twinkled with a childish shimmer while she enthusiastically listened to his story. She did not interrupt him and did not blink once; it was almost as if she feared that if she did so she would miss one of his words.
She had so many questions, she wished to ask him at that moment, however, she remained calm. For she did not intend to rudely interfere on his speech. She impatiently waited for him to finish and once she made sure it was her turn to speak, she showered him with a ton of inquiries. She was talking with a great speed. Queries came one after another,-
“Whatkindofpowerdoesthecorpsehave? Didyoumanagetocompleteitatacertaintime? Whatdidithappen? Isn'thelpingyourcountryconsideredgood? Ohmygod,isthisJoestarevil? What'sJohnny'sability? Areyouseekingforrevenge? Doyouhopeyouwillonedayfindthecorpseagain?”
-She stopped and took a deep breath, regaining her tranquil mask. She then, harmoniously smiled at him, as she expected him to answer all of her questions.-
