[Kakyoin listened quietly, giving Giorno his full attention. He wasn't sure he could fully grasp what he was hearing; in concept it was easy enough to comprehend, but the difficult part was understanding what it would feel like to view one's own Stand that way. With Purple Haze, he'd understood the desire and necessity to keep distance between Stand and user both physically and in the metaphorical way, but here it just didn't make as much sense to him.]
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[Carefully, he questioned:]
'Something that feels weak like that'...?