<At the mention of urine Bruno paused before taking a sip of his iced tea. It was difficult to maintain his thirst when his friends thought serving their piss helpless individuals was hilarious.>
RIght…Giorno are you still convinced I’m a ghost or something? What do I have to do to prove to you that I’m here…?
【 ✮ 】— « I… don’t know. I don’t know what I’ve truly done anymore. » He seemed grieving. Truly so, hiding his face, making a few steps back. « I am sure… I turned your body into butterflies. I saw them caressing my visage and vanishing in the horizon. I saw your spirit ascending towards the Heavens. I saw you… dying. »
—Air was lacking from his lungs. Panic was too much, eyes becoming watery. « If it’s not a bad joke of destiny wanting to remind how actually bloodstained these hands of mine are, then what is it, Bruno? What is it?! »
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