Giorno is starting to panic, not that it's noticeable, he isn't sweating or shifting all over the place, his eyes are focused on a point as she speaks, nodding slightly. But his mind is racing, stuck on the question, how far would he go to earn their trust, how important to him was it to learn about this part of the family?
Gold Experience was watching his user, even though his eyes were featureless, there was a quality to his position, the slight turn of his head, the way his shoulders tipped in toward Giorno, that showed his focus. Seeing his person, able to feel the panic he was concealing, the stand reached forward with the arm not wrapped around Giorno to touch the pen again, this time the power that came from it changed the object into a small field mouse that nuzzled into the teen's hand. It didn't fix things, but it would provide something soothing for the time being, letting Giorno pet the small animal.
The sound of the thud register to him, though only barely, it was rather Jolyne's reaction to it that got his attention. He watched her stand work, finding it interesting to watch. String seemed like a very useful thing to have, and versatile. Some of it seemed to be likely to depend on how the user worked with it. He did notice the way it came from her, not just being the stand but the string seemed to be a part of her, or her a part of it.
Her words then resisted and he realized that the bat was probably going to be there in just a moment, and his focus moved toward the door, wanting to have a chance to see the other. He realized while he was good at reading people he wasn't so sure that extended to a bat, which made his stomach clench; he would be without that with this person and that honestly was the most terrifying thing.
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Gold Experience was watching his user, even though his eyes were featureless, there was a quality to his position, the slight turn of his head, the way his shoulders tipped in toward Giorno, that showed his focus. Seeing his person, able to feel the panic he was concealing, the stand reached forward with the arm not wrapped around Giorno to touch the pen again, this time the power that came from it changed the object into a small field mouse that nuzzled into the teen's hand. It didn't fix things, but it would provide something soothing for the time being, letting Giorno pet the small animal.
The sound of the thud register to him, though only barely, it was rather Jolyne's reaction to it that got his attention. He watched her stand work, finding it interesting to watch. String seemed like a very useful thing to have, and versatile. Some of it seemed to be likely to depend on how the user worked with it. He did notice the way it came from her, not just being the stand but the string seemed to be a part of her, or her a part of it.
Her words then resisted and he realized that the bat was probably going to be there in just a moment, and his focus moved toward the door, wanting to have a chance to see the other. He realized while he was good at reading people he wasn't so sure that extended to a bat, which made his stomach clench; he would be without that with this person and that honestly was the most terrifying thing.