[ giorno says it easily, because it's true. his shithead of a father has hit him worse, and on his particularly morbid days he likes to joke that he's been made stronger thanks to how familiar he's been with his fists and his temperament.
giorno does a bit of stretching, watching her perpetually pinched face. he wonders if that was hanna just her usual taciturn self, or that was from the alcohol, or something else. likely all of the above, and he wishes there is a method of breaking things down into kinder, smaller bits for her to move through every day, but that's not the kind of thing you say out loud. ]
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Did you sleep well?
[ giorno says it easily, because it's true. his shithead of a father has hit him worse, and on his particularly morbid days he likes to joke that he's been made stronger thanks to how familiar he's been with his fists and his temperament.
giorno does a bit of stretching, watching her perpetually pinched face. he wonders if that was hanna just her usual taciturn self, or that was from the alcohol, or something else. likely all of the above, and he wishes there is a method of breaking things down into kinder, smaller bits for her to move through every day, but that's not the kind of thing you say out loud. ]