Giorno quickly went about readjusting his clothes. Even if it was a simple linen tunic and dark pants—not the finest clothes he had lying around—he took great care of them.
The only one nearby to witness the manhandling by the time Joseph had whisked him outside was an old men who watched over the horse pen. He was busy packing his smoke pipe and hadn’t even looked up. Giorno could count that as a small blessing. The entrance to the apodyterum was just about a hundred feet away.
“If you wanted company you could have simply said so.”
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Date: 2024-11-07 11:24 pm (UTC)The only one nearby to witness the manhandling by the time Joseph had whisked him outside was an old men who watched over the horse pen. He was busy packing his smoke pipe and hadn’t even looked up. Giorno could count that as a small blessing. The entrance to the apodyterum was just about a hundred feet away.
“If you wanted company you could have simply said so.”