[It doesn't even occur to him, honestly, what Jotaro must be noticing. It's something he's already been trying to deal with himself, and he's hoping he's burned out enough to not worry about it.
The backpack is taken, his fingernails a bit longer and more like little claws at this point as he grips the bag.]
Oh. [A smile forms on his face and he hugs the bag to his chest, pressing his cheek against it.] That sounds very pleasant. Thank you, Jotaro.
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[It doesn't even occur to him, honestly, what Jotaro must be noticing. It's something he's already been trying to deal with himself, and he's hoping he's burned out enough to not worry about it.
The backpack is taken, his fingernails a bit longer and more like little claws at this point as he grips the bag.]
Oh. [A smile forms on his face and he hugs the bag to his chest, pressing his cheek against it.] That sounds very pleasant. Thank you, Jotaro.
Please. Get comfortable. Can I get you anything?