[ she lets out a soft "oh" and it's not pitying or regretful, but there's a quiet kind of reverence to it. she sees, so she simply watches as he closes the book, understanding that maybe that's enough. she tilts her head, looking to him. ]
A blessing, maybe, if it bolsters you, yeah?
[ a small smile ]
Always surprises me... how they can get you precisely what you need, while still somehow being a nightmare.
Yes. Somehow, this delivery service is both the most convenient and inconvenient thing I've ever worked with.
[ there's a laugh, at that, as he pats his hand on the book and lets that serious moment wipe away as if it never even happened. but, temenos does return the smile. ]
Have you ordered things from home as well, Jolyne?
Mmm. Yeah. I have... nothing crazy, just something from my old man. Don't know why... thought it would make me feel better, but it's just kinda done the opposite.
[ she just kind of picks at her sad-looking manicure because it's always sad by week's end. self-ruined. she punches too many things to cope. she holds onto her question for a moment before finally: ]
Were you really young? When the Pontiff took you both in?
[ he looks a bit sympathetic to that at first - expecting jolyne to talk about it, but when she doesn't, and turns it on him instead...
well, temenos will allow it. sometimes, a little give and take is necessary, and jolyne can likely see there's a slight hesitation before he's willing to divulge, but only slight. ]
[ he was the baby brother 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 she looks surprised that he reveals this to her, just a bit, and she just nods, satisfied with the answer. ]
So you really grew up surrounded by this... huh. [ she looks thoughtfully ahead. the chapel is literally over a casino, but still, the fact that there's a chapel here regardless, it's kind of impressive. pervasive. here, despite it all. quietly, she picks through her bag for a moment... ] Well... I'm glad you were able to grow up with the company. This Pontiff, he sounds like a decent guy.
[ a pause. ]
I think I was hoping... if I got something of my old man's, that maybe I'd be able to somehow do better here.
[ the hat she pulls out is beloved, tattered in the back. the pins are dinged up in the front, and the brim has seen better days. she turns it inside out, where faded in the rim of the hat is a small label and the characters that translate to JOTARO KUJO in faded stitching. ]
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A blessing, maybe, if it bolsters you, yeah?
[ a small smile ]
Always surprises me... how they can get you precisely what you need, while still somehow being a nightmare.
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[ there's a laugh, at that, as he pats his hand on the book and lets that serious moment wipe away as if it never even happened. but, temenos does return the smile. ]
Have you ordered things from home as well, Jolyne?
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[ she just kind of picks at her sad-looking manicure because it's always sad by week's end. self-ruined. she punches too many things to cope. she holds onto her question for a moment before finally: ]
Were you really young? When the Pontiff took you both in?
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well, temenos will allow it. sometimes, a little give and take is necessary, and jolyne can likely see there's a slight hesitation before he's willing to divulge, but only slight. ]
I was only a newborn. [ ... ] Roi was older.
[ he's a baby brother 🥺 ]
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So you really grew up surrounded by this... huh. [ she looks thoughtfully ahead. the chapel is literally over a casino, but still, the fact that there's a chapel here regardless, it's kind of impressive. pervasive. here, despite it all. quietly, she picks through her bag for a moment... ] Well... I'm glad you were able to grow up with the company. This Pontiff, he sounds like a decent guy.
[ a pause. ]
I think I was hoping... if I got something of my old man's, that maybe I'd be able to somehow do better here.
[ the hat she pulls out is beloved, tattered in the back. the pins are dinged up in the front, and the brim has seen better days. she turns it inside out, where faded in the rim of the hat is a small label and the characters that translate to JOTARO KUJO in faded stitching. ]