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[He reaches back and pinches his nose sharply.]
Very funny. That isn’t what I meant.
I meant… taking you with me. I do not know what happened after I died, but if we both went down with that ship, I can only surmise that it was not pleasant. I was worried about that.
[He raises his eyebrow.]
Are you aware of the fact that I’m currently using your body, Jojo? Your death was my beginning, so I hold no negative feelings.
It certainly is easy to say that. I just…
[Turning around fully–as best as he can, anyway–and rests against him. Feeling beside himself, he furrows his brows and lets out a sigh of his own.]
You are all I have, now. It simply feels odd, given how we initially parted ways. I wonder… if you resent me for it, is all.
Did you know that humans die when they are killed, Jojo? It’s a fact of nature, believe it or not.
[As he ruffled Jonathan’s hair, he lets out a humorless laugh.]
I’m not going to resent you for dying.
So this was my fate…
[Dipping his head forward, he gives somewhat of a self-deprecating laugh, smiling with little mirth. He tries not second-guessing the meaning behind his gesture, turning a bit and resting his hand on his, winding his fingers through his.]
I do not know what is left for me, in the present. Nor the future. Dio, I feel lost–and I haven’t a clue how to feel about my new chance at “life.”
Do you really believe this was fate…?
Yes.
[He sighs and lets the coolness of his skin run dry through his pores. Sighing once more, he leans forward and nuzzles his hair.]
You shouldn’t focus on what the future has to offer you and you shouldn’t focus on what has already happened. Focus on the present, it is a gift afterall.
You would know.
[He gives up on moving his legs too much, simply wrapping his arms–unfamiliar, mismatched–around himself. Melancholy really doesn’t suit him, and yet here he is, wrapped up in it.]
… how can I not be? If I had done something different, perhaps… things would not be complicated, like this.
Fate can’t be twisted, Jonathan.
[His words are pull taut and his fingers continue to comb through his hair.]
Don’t dwell on the past.
[He tries to endure his petulance for a few moments, but it’s clear that he has no patience today. Using whatever strength he has left, he starts trying to bat his hand away, growling deep in his throat.]
This is not living. I made my peace with you, and you thought it fitting to bring me back merely to rub salt in my wounds.
If you wanted to kick me while I am down, congratulations.
[Huffing through his nose, he sits up and turns his back on him, hissing in pain when he tries pulling his knees up to his chest.]
There’s a lot more than salt in your wounds, boy.
[Leaning over to pat him on his side, he sighs softly as his cold fingers brush through his hair.]
Stop being so hard on yourself.
[That headrub makes him the happiest Kakyoin around!]
I’m glad that you think so highly of me..! Is there anything I can do for you today beside my usual chores?
Nonsense. Take it from me and have the day off.
[He snaps his fingers.]
Why don’t you amuse Jotaro for me?
[He flops back down onto the bed, letting out a soft grumble.]
A gentleman, certainly. I’ve never heard of any gentleman referring to the ones in his care as cockroaches.
…
And do not delude yourself into believing that I have accepted this. You, better than anyone else, should know better than that.
[Turning over and sitting up, he leans over and “accidentally” presses his hand onto Jonathan’s head. With weight against it, he smothers his lifeless face into the pillow.]
But I thought you loved living and you were eternally thankyou over the fact that I gave you a second chance?
Oh, how things change.
[He releases him.]
[His movements are a little sluggish, but he looks as happy as usual.]
Yes…Jotaro has been sticking close to me as per usual. I’ve attempted to keep the manor clean for you while you’ve been sleeping.
That’s good, that’s good. If there’s always someone to rely on, it’s you.
[For good service, DIO decides to give him the complementary headrub.]
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Have my piers treat my favorite subordinate well?
Hearing that from you… it’s certainly a first. I’ve never known you to be sorry about anything.
Listen. Just because I’m a being of the undead doesn’t mean I’m not a gentleman. If I’m supposed to take care of you cockroaches I’m supposed to be---
#I would applaud... if I was a lesser man.
It’s nice to know that you have filled your empty chasm with salt rather than blood of the living, Jojo. You’re truly number one when it comes to the art of vampirism.
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I apologize.
… oddly enough, that… isn’t much of a comfort.
But blood is just so… coppery. There isn’t any sweeter sort of blood that I could have, is there?
No.
But if you’re feeling creative you could always try drink the blood of a drunkard.
W-Well, pardon me! You know how much I loved chocolate… hearing that I can’t eat it anymore is just a bit of a shock to the system, is all!
Well if it’s any comfort to you, you can still eat human foods but as a consequence you’ll have a bad stomach ache afterward.
Oh… I see.
[He hadn’t even thought about his inability to eat chocolate in this state. His lip starts quivering just a little bit.]
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Please don’t cry on this holy day. Jesus didn’t die for this.
Are you, now? Well, I presumed that you were, all things considered, but… is there any particular reason?
It’s Easter and you know all too well that I can’t stand the smell of chocolate.
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