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[billionboy]

OH, SHIT, CAESAR-- [ The voice sounds panicked since he is accesses the telepathy first to get obviously Caesar's attention before -- ] FUCK -- shit -- rocks! Ah! That hur-- ow! How long is -- goddamn hill! Ack! Ow-ow-ow-- shitfuckass!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

...Oof.

[ Long pause, muffled. ] I tripped.

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[girasole]

[...there's a very, very, very long pause as he digests the news that-]

I wouldn't have called myself the type who adopts punchables, or adopts people in general, and yet I can see your point and...really can't argue. I have, haven't I? [Adopted Okuyasu, that is.]

[tropism]

He needs it. And you seem to be willing. Should I prepare a second obituary?

[ a slight pause, and then he adds, ]

In certain circles, I believe they'd call you a masochist. I hope you understand.

[girasole]

...I'm more than aware, thank you. I'll pass on the obituary. There's no flowers, there's no food besides crab and boar, and...well, the stars are nice, so at least it would be a nice view. There's worse places to die.

[tropism]

I admire your certainty.

[ he is not going to involve himself rescuing okuyasu, because - well, there's him and then jotaro down there, what is the point.

in any case he is not too worried. ]

Take care.