[He isn't crying. But his heart hurts, aching in a way that it hasn't for a long time. Jotaro, who has been through too much already, who does not deserve this place, these mutilations, any more than Giorno does.
Polnareff exhales unsteadily, his head tipping back to stare at the sky. It's been two months since he's seen Jotaro. He spoke to him not a week ago, teasing him about Jolyne, but he hasn't had the chance to be face-to-face with him since he truly dove into his job as Giorno's consigliere.]
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[He isn't crying. But his heart hurts, aching in a way that it hasn't for a long time. Jotaro, who has been through too much already, who does not deserve this place, these mutilations, any more than Giorno does.
Polnareff exhales unsteadily, his head tipping back to stare at the sky. It's been two months since he's seen Jotaro. He spoke to him not a week ago, teasing him about Jolyne, but he hasn't had the chance to be face-to-face with him since he truly dove into his job as Giorno's consigliere.]