[But I'm not your family, and the words are on the tip of his tongue. Certainly the confusion registers on his face. It isn't a rejection, not on his end-- but how can Bruno say something like that when they barely know each other? This isn't Giorno, who knows him so well in the future-- from what Bruno's told him, they only exchanged a handful of words.]
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Is that what we are?
[Quietly, and he rubs the back of his neck.]