[Kakyoin broke out into an awkward smile, Hierophant still over his own hands like a pair of translucent gloves.]

Thanks. I've gotten a lot more precise with that since I've been here--that's the other thing I do when I'm really bored, or just need to take my mind off something.

[His eyes drifted from the earring to Hierophant's hands, expression turning distant--this was okay, right? It wasn't that he blamed himself or Hierophant for the way that they were and the abilities they had...it was what it was. His Stand was his reflection, and perhaps if he thought too hard about it that may have been the core of the issue. They had the power to create something beautiful out of thin air, and also the power to do something destructive and unthinkable.]

[Kakyoin had spent so much time in this city fascinated with other Stands that he'd never stopped to apply the same analytical eye to himself.]

Fugo-

[...Maybe Fugo of all people would understand. More than Jotaro with the power to stop time, Fugo's own Stand was...well, Purple Haze was Purple Haze.]

Sorry--this is weird and you're welcome to say no at any point, but could I...ask you something personal?