I mentioned it before--I don't really care how people think I look. There have always been people that overlooked or underestimated me because I'm smaller or look like a girl compared to most guys; that doesn't bother me. I've never had a problem taking pride in my appearance no matter what others had to say about it.

[He moved one hand long enough to take off his glasses and set them aside, skimming his fingertips along Jotaro's arm before dropping them back to his side.]

But there are things I can control and things I can't. I don't think I'd call it a sense of self-consciousness in this specific instance...I just worry about you. I worry about what you could be thinking when you look at what's under the shirt I'm wearing--if it's 'I need to protect Kakyoin' or if you're remembering an entire living nightmare, or...anything.

[His arms slipped more securely around Jotaro's waist, possessive in his own way while Hierophant coiled around the arm his user had just trailed his hand over.]

There are those times when I see you watch me like I'm something amazing, and then there are the times when I'm worried the way I look is just...an unpleasant reminder. So I guess that I'm trying to say that the former makes it easier to tell myself how unlikely the latter probably is.