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She said that?

[Ino . . .]

Yeeeeeeep. She loves bringing you up in general, actually.

[This is not entirely true. Joseph brings Caesar up a lot without realizing it and with very little prompting. But because he doesn't realize it, it's Ino that's doing it from his perspective.]

I don't think she's really the type to be a gossip, but you might wanna talk to her about it anyway since she never listens to a word I say about anything.

Up to you.

I'll talk to her. I'd hate for her to spread rumors about you, after all.

[. . . some salt there.]

[Salt only vaguely detected.]

Hey, it wouldn't be just about ME. I'm telling YOU about this for YOUR sake, jackass.

You think it would damage my credibility if people thought I was sleeping with you? It would say some negative things about my judgment . . .

What? No! I wasn't talking about THAT, you asshole.

[He's offended, but not actually noticing just how offended he is since his attention is no longer on trying to figure out if he needs to be concerned about what's happening between them.]

Then what were you talking about?

I was talking about the part you told me about. [Definitely some grumblings about how stupid Caesar is.] People might have figured it out, but you still didn't TELL them. They shouldn't be talking about it.

Not that I'm gonna go blabbing about it even though you told me. It'll just stay between us. I promise.

[It's really, really frustrating to be angry with Joseph and grateful to him at the same time. It's an awful feeling. He wants to punch him. Or kiss him.]

I'm not worried about people talking about it, Jojo. Not here.

Really? You're not just trying to make a quick buck, are you?

Excuse me?

You know, everyone starts talking about you, your ratings go up, and then you get more money. Gotta make up for all those lunches you bought me, right? ( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ»

It's a nice bullshit scheme if that's what you're up to; letting people suspect the truth but never telling them. Hell, I almost wish I thought of it.

I'm going to punch you in the face.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna tell anyone what you're up to either! You know all your secrets are safe with me, Caesarino. ﾍ(=￣∇￣)ﾉ

Where are you?

So you can punch me? I don't think so.

Fine. I'll find you. But you're only making this worse for yourself.

[HE'S ON THE HUNT NOW THO.]

Hey c'mon Caesar! I'm being a good friend here!

Ma'va te ne a fanculo.

[Excuse him. He needs to go hide somewhere on his ship where Caesar will not suspect to find him because he's pretty sure he's about to die.]

[PRETTY SURE CAESAR IS GONNA STOMP THROUGH THE CAPRINE ANYWAY. Come out for your beatdown, Jojo.]

[You cannot make him. But really the engine room is the only place for his tall ass to hide since it's the only place with big enough equipment. :'(]

[Excuse him when he lets out the most undignified yelp when he's quickly found.]

Caesar! Um, what are you doing here? You know, I'm pretty sure the Tourist called and they were looking for you. You should head back and see what they want!

[Yeah, no, Joseph, sorry. He's not here to talk. He's here to punch you.]

[Which he does. In the stomach. Right now.]

Figlio di puttana!

[That knocks the wind straight out of Joseph immediately. He's doubled over, but okay. He is not going to just take this lying down. Joseph immediately shoulder tackles Caesar.]

[And Caesar goes down, of course, but happily, because this is easier - far easier than talking and trying to sort out whatever lie he's trying today, and having Joseph tell him things that inexplicably piss him off, and having to act like it doesn't bother him. It does. He's mad as hell, and he'd rather Joseph hit him than talk if this is what he's going to say.]

[He's up again in a moment, or at least half-up, leaning on Joseph to get as close to standing as he can before he stomps down hard on Joseph's instep.]

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