“You again?” Dio snarls, leering at the young man dangerously.
“You better have something worth my time, boy.”
【 ✮ 】— Princely aura surrounded the features of the young son of DIO, as he simply kept playing with the ladybug he just created from a little stone he was holding. His icy gaze seemed serious, distant, almost careless, shifting between the bug in his hand and the figure in front of him.
— « I don’t think I’ve ever met you –or, at least, you may have met a different version of my person. » He simply concurred, rising a brow.