“Caesar…he’s been helping me bounce back. He’s capable of some pretty amazing things.” What was it called? He couldn’t remember the name at the moment, but he could recall the technique. Giorno took a few steady breaths, feeling the life return to his limbs as he did.

“…He’s extremely handsome, isn’t he? I thought he was trying too hard at first, but I’ve been charmed.” There was no buried resentment in his words, just pure unfiltered honesty brought on by a poison beyond his understanding.