I'm still trying to find something that feels like it fits me. The art is fine enough. Perhaps I will find something that roots me better here.

[The sentiment is sweet. To find a book full of Jotaro's thoughts, the comfort of his clothing. His smell.]

Then I want you remember how you make me smile and laugh. Especially when you're being a bastard. [Wryly, he adds:] Shall I leave you poetry to find? Perhaps a treasure hunt, should I ever disappear.

But know this: even if I do leave Lunatia in some way, I will always do everything I can to find you again. Hell knows I've the time.