[Oh, Jotaro. Polnareff thinks that without any real condescension-- just sympathy and heartache, mixed into an awful blend that makes him lean against the other man a little more.]

You don't have to.

[He says it quietly, as he looks out into the night. If he met Jotaro's eyes, it might be too much-- and this isn't a conversation they ought to have midair, maybe, but it has to be said now, while it's all out in the open.]

Not for me. Not here. I'm thirteen years older than you-- I think that means I'm the one who gets to figure things out and protect everyone for once.