[He can't stand the break in Giorno's voice. It's reasonable to expect it when the gravity of the situation-- and of Fugo's burdens, taken hand in hand-- presses upon the three of them from every side. And yet it still doesn't belong there, a blip of an interruption in his perpetual confidence and energy: he can't stand that the smile disguises that Giorno, too, is scared, that there's something in those eyes that is lost, searching.
Jin, without thinking, rests a hand on Giorno's shoulderblade that slides down to his friend's upper arm. He squeezes him gently, as if to remind him of the feeling there, to draw him back to a world outside of the infallible Don Giovanna. The worry is still in his eyes, but he still nods in acknowledgment at the sight of that smile. It's clear he's not in any hurry to move until the two of them are prepared to pick up and go.
And, though hasty? Jin is not incapable of learning. He casts Fugo a concerned glance, too-- but he does not touch him. Giorno, he senses, is allowed past a specifically drawn boundary, and a nervous hand balled in his jacket doesn't count as allowing him past those walls yet.]
You guys all right?
[He looks between the two of them as he speaks, and pulls his hand away from Giorno at last.]
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Jin, without thinking, rests a hand on Giorno's shoulderblade that slides down to his friend's upper arm. He squeezes him gently, as if to remind him of the feeling there, to draw him back to a world outside of the infallible Don Giovanna. The worry is still in his eyes, but he still nods in acknowledgment at the sight of that smile. It's clear he's not in any hurry to move until the two of them are prepared to pick up and go.
And, though hasty? Jin is not incapable of learning. He casts Fugo a concerned glance, too-- but he does not touch him. Giorno, he senses, is allowed past a specifically drawn boundary, and a nervous hand balled in his jacket doesn't count as allowing him past those walls yet.]
You guys all right?
[He looks between the two of them as he speaks, and pulls his hand away from Giorno at last.]