[Of course the best friend would be first on the list. He should have known - maybe part of him did. Was Joseph his best friend? Would he have listed Caesar first, if he came to this train for a brief moment? From his end, there would be no question. Joseph was his best friend, his only friend.]
[Seeing Jotaro in pain sends another flash of guilt through him, followed by almost a wince at the introduction - Kujo Jotaro. He papers over it with a smile, but still. There are so many ugly echoes here; he's glad to meet Jotaro, impossibly glad, but it hurts all the same.]
[The only thing to do, the only way to push away some of the pain, is to acknowledge what Jotaro is offering, the sacrifice of staying mentally present despite everything that he's been through, is still going through. The only thing to do is what Caesar does: reach out and clasp his hand, a little too tight, as if perhaps he's trying to hold on to life for just a little while longer.]
It's nice to meet you, too, Jotaro.
[I'm sorry I didn't get to watch you grow. I'm sorry you're doing this alone. There's no good or right way to say these things, so he doesn't - just lets his hand fall to his side and hangs onto his smile.]
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[Seeing Jotaro in pain sends another flash of guilt through him, followed by almost a wince at the introduction - Kujo Jotaro. He papers over it with a smile, but still. There are so many ugly echoes here; he's glad to meet Jotaro, impossibly glad, but it hurts all the same.]
[The only thing to do, the only way to push away some of the pain, is to acknowledge what Jotaro is offering, the sacrifice of staying mentally present despite everything that he's been through, is still going through. The only thing to do is what Caesar does: reach out and clasp his hand, a little too tight, as if perhaps he's trying to hold on to life for just a little while longer.]
It's nice to meet you, too, Jotaro.
[I'm sorry I didn't get to watch you grow. I'm sorry you're doing this alone. There's no good or right way to say these things, so he doesn't - just lets his hand fall to his side and hangs onto his smile.]
I won't leave him alone. I promise.