[ he isn't sure, with his head still hazy like this, why it is so important to him that Giorno gets it — that he doesn't blame Peter for something that was all his own fault.
and with the fog inside his mind, he doesn't hear Giorno's tone, or if he hears it doesn't register... and so when he breathes out, it's with relief. ]
... good. [ without really meaning to, he lets his eyes fall closed once more — he may have been healed, now, but that doesn't mean the ball of exhaustion-stress-pain is gone; if anything, Giorno's healing has made it more apparent, and his mind has a hard time keeping up.it does enough, though, to remember Fugo helping him, a detail he'd forgotten when telling Giorno about him before... words that had been said to distract him then, he knows. and yet — ]
Thanks... Giogio. [ the words are quiet, barely there as he struggles against sleep,but his tone isn't anything like one might think — no teasing edge, nothing. just a genuine thank you and a nickname used because he heard it and wanted to try how it feels. ]
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and with the fog inside his mind, he doesn't hear Giorno's tone, or if he hears it doesn't register... and so when he breathes out, it's with relief. ]
... good. [ without really meaning to, he lets his eyes fall closed once more — he may have been healed, now, but that doesn't mean the ball of exhaustion-stress-pain is gone; if anything, Giorno's healing has made it more apparent, and his mind has a hard time keeping up.it does enough, though, to remember Fugo helping him, a detail he'd forgotten when telling Giorno about him before... words that had been said to distract him then, he knows. and yet — ]
Thanks... Giogio. [ the words are quiet, barely there as he struggles against sleep,but his tone isn't anything like one might think — no teasing edge, nothing. just a genuine thank you and a nickname used because he heard it and wanted to try how it feels. ]