[It was true, every single word. Hierophant and Star were perfect compliments just like their users, but that was the obvious part. Kakyoin visibly began to turn tense and a little unsettled as Fugo continued on--was this what it felt like when he tried to evaluate someone else based on their Stands?]
['It just feels wrong. Like everyone can see all the parts of me I don't want seen. What makes me happy, even when it shouldn't, and...all the parts of me that are too young and vulnerable and desperate.']
[It was uncomfortable because it was all exactly true, even moving into territory he hadn't even thought relevant. He turned pale at the other's estimation of being distant from others; Hierophant's arms tightened around him as a silent and perhaps unconscious need to remain grounded and aware of the situation rather than sliding into thoughts of loneliness and self-hatred. Whatever the reason for the Stand's motion, its user didn't dare break eye contact with Fugo.]
['Because being a Stand user means having everything about us visible--what we like as well as hate, what we want people to see and what we'd do anything to hide.']
You're...right.
[It wasn't 'Noriaki' that Fugo was describing anymore, though there was no possible way he could have known that.]
...you think that I developed this power because... [The words came out hesitant but not argumentative, Kakyoin himself the picture of one struggling to appear calm despite a shaken foundation.] ...because I was lonely? Because I wanted people to--
[-to understand me, and whatever color was in Kakyoin's face drained out of it. Hierophant was his thoughts, his feelings, his desires. The desires of a child who couldn't be understood, who grew up alone through his own stubborn insistence no matter how much he wanted to connect with and get along with other people. Hierophant was the reflection of a child that just wanted--]
[Let's be friends, Kakyoin.]
[He didn't know if the clear explanation made it better or worse in the long run, but Kakyoin did know he felt like the floor had just been ripped out from under him.]
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[It was true, every single word. Hierophant and Star were perfect compliments just like their users, but that was the obvious part. Kakyoin visibly began to turn tense and a little unsettled as Fugo continued on--was this what it felt like when he tried to evaluate someone else based on their Stands?]
['It just feels wrong. Like everyone can see all the parts of me I don't want seen. What makes me happy, even when it shouldn't, and...all the parts of me that are too young and vulnerable and desperate.']
[It was uncomfortable because it was all exactly true, even moving into territory he hadn't even thought relevant. He turned pale at the other's estimation of being distant from others; Hierophant's arms tightened around him as a silent and perhaps unconscious need to remain grounded and aware of the situation rather than sliding into thoughts of loneliness and self-hatred. Whatever the reason for the Stand's motion, its user didn't dare break eye contact with Fugo.]
['Because being a Stand user means having everything about us visible--what we like as well as hate, what we want people to see and what we'd do anything to hide.']
You're...right.
[It wasn't 'Noriaki' that Fugo was describing anymore, though there was no possible way he could have known that.]
...you think that I developed this power because... [The words came out hesitant but not argumentative, Kakyoin himself the picture of one struggling to appear calm despite a shaken foundation.] ...because I was lonely? Because I wanted people to--
[-to understand me, and whatever color was in Kakyoin's face drained out of it. Hierophant was his thoughts, his feelings, his desires. The desires of a child who couldn't be understood, who grew up alone through his own stubborn insistence no matter how much he wanted to connect with and get along with other people. Hierophant was the reflection of a child that just wanted--]
[Let's be friends, Kakyoin.]
[He didn't know if the clear explanation made it better or worse in the long run, but Kakyoin did know he felt like the floor had just been ripped out from under him.]