[It doesn't make sense, actually. Not when he first considers it. Because that's how it's always been, for Fugo: he's spent his whole life trying to hide how angry he is, how afraid he is, how hurt he is. He can hide it so well right up until the point he can't and all of the ugliness he's kept out of sight bursts out of him in a fit of temper. Of course it's not pleasant to lose his temper, but...
Isn't it worth it? Because if he can spare others from--]
Oh. [And just like that, it clicks. Nobody wants to address things that will only hurt. Nobody wants to hurt the ones they love, either. When it comes to carrying a heavy burden, of course you want to carry it as far as you can before your legs give out and try to pick yourself up without anyone seeing that you've fallen to begin with.
But that's the thing about love, isn't it. When someone loves you, you don't have to carry your burdens on your own; if they're too heavy, loving someone means letting go and letting them help you.] Oh.
[That's the sort of person Giorno is for him. And that's the sort of person he can be-- is-- for Giorno. This is just another thing that boils down to half of a step. When it hurts too much for either of them to take a single step, they just need to meet halfway.]
... I-- think so. [He's a little shell-shocked by this internal revelation, even though... practically speaking, he knew all of this already.]
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Isn't it worth it? Because if he can spare others from--]
Oh. [And just like that, it clicks. Nobody wants to address things that will only hurt. Nobody wants to hurt the ones they love, either. When it comes to carrying a heavy burden, of course you want to carry it as far as you can before your legs give out and try to pick yourself up without anyone seeing that you've fallen to begin with.
But that's the thing about love, isn't it. When someone loves you, you don't have to carry your burdens on your own; if they're too heavy, loving someone means letting go and letting them help you.] Oh.
[That's the sort of person Giorno is for him. And that's the sort of person he can be-- is-- for Giorno. This is just another thing that boils down to half of a step. When it hurts too much for either of them to take a single step, they just need to meet halfway.]
... I-- think so. [He's a little shell-shocked by this internal revelation, even though... practically speaking, he knew all of this already.]