[Giorno has no way of knowing it. Bruno keeps these things to himself too much for Giorno to know. But he's given voice exactly to one of Bruno's fears.]
[There's never been any doubt in Bruno's mind that some day, Giorno will go back. Giorno has a way of finding his place, where he is meant and supposed to be. This will be no exception. But there is no going back for Bruno. There's this and there's oblivion. (The latter does not terrify him in the least. If anything, there's something oddly comforting about know what exactly awaits him on the other side of this place rather than having to stare down an unknown element.) But Giorno is returning to a life that comes with responsibilities and dangers that he has to be always prepared to handle. One misstep may not only mean his demise, but that of Trish, Mista, and anyone else who swore loyalty and meant it. Bruno holding any influence over Giorno and Giorno holding onto his attachments to Bruno disrupts Giorno's natural growth, the path he is meant to walk.]
[Bruno recognizes there's the potential that it's a good thing or at least parts of it can be good. He trusts his own instincts and has been at the business of looking after others for a long time now, after all. But it's a fine line--perhaps finer than Giorno wants to recognize--between being helpful and fostering responsibility over and dependency with someone who is no longer there and cannot matter in the same way anymore.]
[But, of course, Bruno gives no voice to these concerns himself. He sits with them on his own even as Giorno places a hand on the back of his arm. Even as Bruno covers that hand with one of his own because just a couple months ago, he wouldn't have been aware of the touch at all. Because Giorno touches him more frequently lately as little reminders that Bruno is there. He touches back for Giorno, his hand falling away before it can become self-indulgent.]
I'd like to see this family whole again.
[Even if only for a little while.]
I can't make any guarantees or promises that Abbacchio will stop blaming you or learn to forgive you. But if he's going to stop resenting you, you have to stop giving him permission. [He looks over at Giorno again finally.] To do that, you're going to have to stop blaming yourself as much.
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[There's never been any doubt in Bruno's mind that some day, Giorno will go back. Giorno has a way of finding his place, where he is meant and supposed to be. This will be no exception. But there is no going back for Bruno. There's this and there's oblivion. (The latter does not terrify him in the least. If anything, there's something oddly comforting about know what exactly awaits him on the other side of this place rather than having to stare down an unknown element.) But Giorno is returning to a life that comes with responsibilities and dangers that he has to be always prepared to handle. One misstep may not only mean his demise, but that of Trish, Mista, and anyone else who swore loyalty and meant it. Bruno holding any influence over Giorno and Giorno holding onto his attachments to Bruno disrupts Giorno's natural growth, the path he is meant to walk.]
[Bruno recognizes there's the potential that it's a good thing or at least parts of it can be good. He trusts his own instincts and has been at the business of looking after others for a long time now, after all. But it's a fine line--perhaps finer than Giorno wants to recognize--between being helpful and fostering responsibility over and dependency with someone who is no longer there and cannot matter in the same way anymore.]
[But, of course, Bruno gives no voice to these concerns himself. He sits with them on his own even as Giorno places a hand on the back of his arm. Even as Bruno covers that hand with one of his own because just a couple months ago, he wouldn't have been aware of the touch at all. Because Giorno touches him more frequently lately as little reminders that Bruno is there. He touches back for Giorno, his hand falling away before it can become self-indulgent.]
I'd like to see this family whole again.
[Even if only for a little while.]
I can't make any guarantees or promises that Abbacchio will stop blaming you or learn to forgive you. But if he's going to stop resenting you, you have to stop giving him permission. [He looks over at Giorno again finally.] To do that, you're going to have to stop blaming yourself as much.