[Honestly, he's starting to think he should have already. It would be - bad for Joseph in terms of how he relates to his family, would make things so much harder for him to forgive if he got that information from a secondhand source, but maybe he shouldn't have trusted those boys to give Joseph the information he needs.]
[This is the last chance, anyway. That much is clear.]
I promise. You'll know everything I know by this evening, one way or another. You have a right to that.
[Joseph's still angry, but the high energy and explosive part of his anger has diminished to a point where he just feels exhausted. All he wants to do right now is go back home to Caesar's apartment and say to hell with any of this anyway. Possibly never move again, if he can help it. But he's not going to do that. He's not going to run from this because he's never run from anything before in his life and he's not about to start to now. He can't give up and just let everyone continue deciding what's best without him having any say in it.]
[It's a little strange to realize how proud he is of Joseph right now. How much he wants to tell him he's doing the right thing, being stronger than anyone would ever expect. But in moments like this, being told that doesn't help, he thinks, so - he doesn't.]
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I'll get us some dinner. All right? So you tell me what you want and I'll get it while I'm out.
[There's a longer delay in Joseph's response, mostly because he's trying to think of what he'd want to eat later. But nothing is really coming to him. His mind just keeps going around in circles. He wants so much to be distracted by this, to think about food and being able to just spend the rest of the day in Caesar's apartment with Caesar, and maybe convincing Caesar just to eat on the couch instead of at the table where it's more comfortable. He tries just rereading things between him and Caesar again to try and focus on what to say, but he can't stop trying to piece together the scraps of information now that his anger has simmered into something quieter and he's ignoring Kakyoin, who's near him again by now.]
[Jotaro said it came down the bloodline, didn't he? So Dio was the one that awoke all of their Stands. Because of Jonathan's body...]
[Joseph rubs at his eye with the heel of his hand before writing back and simply admitting,]
i dont know im not sure im going to even be all that hungry later
[He wants to say something more comforting than that. He does, but . . . he's not very good at this. He's out of practice, and anyway, Joseph isn't one of his little siblings crying after a bad dream. He can't just say it's not real, because it is. He can't say he'll fix it, either, that he'll protect Joseph against whatever comes, because that isn't really fair to him, is it? And he wouldn't want that anyway, himself.]
[He just . . . wants Joseph to be able to relax a little. Not all the time, because no one has everything in life just handed to them, not even people like Joseph, but . . .]
[That's the thing. Just because Joseph's lived a charmed life so far doesn't mean that it's fair for everything to dump on him at once now, with no breaks.]
[He just wants Joseph to smile.]
Sometimes when I get angry I get sort of. A little sick to my stomach. I'll find you something for that, just in case. And then tomorrow we can do whatever you want. Even if it's nothing, I can probably manage it.
[Caesar is trying so hard right now. It doesn't take a genius to see that he's trying so very hard to keep Joseph distracted, pulling his attention to anywhere but right where he is, what he's waiting for, and who he's waiting to see and listen to. In some ways, that's enough to make Joseph want to smile, but he doesn't follow through with it. He already feels a little too strung out and tired right now to manage it though. Joseph settles for the warm instead that starts somewhere in the middle of his chest spreads instead. That's nice even if it makes him feel a little more tired. It's a good sort of tired by comparison, anyway.]
you think youre that good at doing nothing already??
[There. That's . . . something. He doesn't expect everything to be perfect right away, but it's something, and that makes him feel a little less like a failure. It . . . makes him feel pretty good, actually. Like even if he's not there, he can still make things a little better.]
[He wasn't lying when he said to Jotaro that Joseph was his only priority. This is what he's here for, or at least that's what he's trying to tell himself.]
I'm getting better. You know I'm not going to let you be better than me at anything.
[It's his turn to feel warm and pleased - very pleased, in fact. If Joseph is telling him that he's being arrogant, things will be okay, he's pretty sure.]
[There's another brief delay before Joseph responds again with Jotaro arriving. He makes the quick decision to give Kakyoin and Jotaro a moment, unsure of how much Kakyoin has told him about what's happened or been said. At the very least, he's sensed the shift in Kakyoin's demeanor and he may need the time or conversation with Jotaro to get his focus back. While he waits inside for them, he continues texting with Caesar.]
its funny you think that because im pretty sure you wont last ten minutes
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[Honestly, he's starting to think he should have already. It would be - bad for Joseph in terms of how he relates to his family, would make things so much harder for him to forgive if he got that information from a secondhand source, but maybe he shouldn't have trusted those boys to give Joseph the information he needs.]
[This is the last chance, anyway. That much is clear.]
I promise. You'll know everything I know by this evening, one way or another. You have a right to that.
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[Joseph's still angry, but the high energy and explosive part of his anger has diminished to a point where he just feels exhausted. All he wants to do right now is go back home to Caesar's apartment and say to hell with any of this anyway. Possibly never move again, if he can help it. But he's not going to do that. He's not going to run from this because he's never run from anything before in his life and he's not about to start to now. He can't give up and just let everyone continue deciding what's best without him having any say in it.]
thanks
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[Instead:]
I'll get us some dinner. All right? So you tell me what you want and I'll get it while I'm out.
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[Jotaro said it came down the bloodline, didn't he? So Dio was the one that awoke all of their Stands. Because of Jonathan's body...]
[Joseph rubs at his eye with the heel of his hand before writing back and simply admitting,]
i dont know im not sure im going to even be all that hungry later
might just go to bed
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[He wants to say something more comforting than that. He does, but . . . he's not very good at this. He's out of practice, and anyway, Joseph isn't one of his little siblings crying after a bad dream. He can't just say it's not real, because it is. He can't say he'll fix it, either, that he'll protect Joseph against whatever comes, because that isn't really fair to him, is it? And he wouldn't want that anyway, himself.]
[He just . . . wants Joseph to be able to relax a little. Not all the time, because no one has everything in life just handed to them, not even people like Joseph, but . . .]
[That's the thing. Just because Joseph's lived a charmed life so far doesn't mean that it's fair for everything to dump on him at once now, with no breaks.]
[He just wants Joseph to smile.]
Sometimes when I get angry I get sort of. A little sick to my stomach. I'll find you something for that, just in case. And then tomorrow we can do whatever you want. Even if it's nothing, I can probably manage it.
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you think youre that good at doing nothing already??
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[He wasn't lying when he said to Jotaro that Joseph was his only priority. This is what he's here for, or at least that's what he's trying to tell himself.]
I'm getting better. You know I'm not going to let you be better than me at anything.
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youre never going to beat me at doing nothing caesar i practically INVENTED it
[And there's something a little more for Caesar's efforts.]
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You can't invent the absence of something.
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its funny you think that because im pretty sure you wont last ten minutes
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[He said, doki-ingly.]
So make a bet, then. What do you get if you win, since you're so confident?
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[Caesar is a fool.]
[. . . Or Caesar likes taking care of this loser. Or Caesar doesn't trust him to do chores properly. Take your pick.]
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and what about you hotshot?
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You train with me every weekday for a month.
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