Yeah, and Giorno's one thing, but Kakyoin really might break my nose if I did shit for him.
[Which, actually-- he gets why Kakyoin doesn't want a huge celebration. He doesn't agree with it, he'd be the opposite if their positions were reversed, but he understands it enough not to push the issue. But it's easier to say he might break my nose than the real reason.
Anyway. Eyeliner semi-successfully navigated, Polnareff blinks a few times.]
How come so much makeup is wet, Christ--
[It's not really a question. And now that his hands are free, he digs into his pocket and pulls out--
Two barrettes. They're metallic black ones, the kind you snap into place, each inset with a small emerald. They sit in the palm of his hand, offered with a little smile.]
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[Which, actually-- he gets why Kakyoin doesn't want a huge celebration. He doesn't agree with it, he'd be the opposite if their positions were reversed, but he understands it enough not to push the issue. But it's easier to say he might break my nose than the real reason.
Anyway. Eyeliner semi-successfully navigated, Polnareff blinks a few times.]
How come so much makeup is wet, Christ--
[It's not really a question. And now that his hands are free, he digs into his pocket and pulls out--
Two barrettes. They're metallic black ones, the kind you snap into place, each inset with a small emerald. They sit in the palm of his hand, offered with a little smile.]