[Fugo twists the cap off of the water and takes a long sip of it. He knows he needs the water, but what he needs more of is time to think. Giorno is off balance. He needs to do something to make time; moreover, he needs to do something to make Joseph think they're less scared than they already are.]
Who eats peanut butter with carrots? [He takes it anyway, though, along with the carrots. Because he doesn't trust himself not to accidentally knock it over, Fugo twists the cap back onto the bottle. Even though he still feels nauseous, he fumbles to open the little ziplock of carrots.] It's probably supposed to go with the apple.
[Once the bag is open and he's fished a piece out, Fugo sets the bag aside with the water to free up one of his hands. The closest arm to Giorno sneaks around his side; Fugo rests his hand on Giorno's back, palm open. He doesn't know why the name Joseph Joestar makes Giorno so afraid; he doesn't have the strength to stand between them, either, so he'll have to settle for helping Giorno stay balanced.]
... from the Speedwagon Foundation. They're really big. [He nibbles on the carrot stick, watching Joseph with sharp eyes to see how he takes it. What comes next is the harder part: the lie. The Speedwagon Foundation is a common name, but their association with the Joestars isn't as widely known. But he surrounds his lie, which he'll say with the same confidence as the rest of it, with pieces of the truth.] And everyone knows they work for the Joestars.
It's freaky, running into a name like that in a place like this.
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Who eats peanut butter with carrots? [He takes it anyway, though, along with the carrots. Because he doesn't trust himself not to accidentally knock it over, Fugo twists the cap back onto the bottle. Even though he still feels nauseous, he fumbles to open the little ziplock of carrots.] It's probably supposed to go with the apple.
[Once the bag is open and he's fished a piece out, Fugo sets the bag aside with the water to free up one of his hands. The closest arm to Giorno sneaks around his side; Fugo rests his hand on Giorno's back, palm open. He doesn't know why the name Joseph Joestar makes Giorno so afraid; he doesn't have the strength to stand between them, either, so he'll have to settle for helping Giorno stay balanced.]
... from the Speedwagon Foundation. They're really big. [He nibbles on the carrot stick, watching Joseph with sharp eyes to see how he takes it. What comes next is the harder part: the lie. The Speedwagon Foundation is a common name, but their association with the Joestars isn't as widely known. But he surrounds his lie, which he'll say with the same confidence as the rest of it, with pieces of the truth.] And everyone knows they work for the Joestars.
It's freaky, running into a name like that in a place like this.