[ Riley doesn't like thinking about that time. February. Between how weird everything got with Giorno and the shambling fake version of her family...
(The first time she ate a person and it was really just an extension of herself. It feels grossly apt, doesn't it?)
As such, she shivers a little at the mention. What she did to Giorno and what she did to Cairo... They're similar, aren't they? ]
I was so sure...that you'd want...nothing to do with me... [ She remembers it. She remembers very well, and yet— ] But now, I... I can't even imagine how I ever could think that.
[ He's Giorno. That should explain everything.
Riley huddles a little, squeezing her legs together, sinking her neck into her shoulders. ]
Why'd I have to wait until I showed up here to learn that?
cw: cannibalism mentions, self-harm allusions kind of
(The first time she ate a person and it was really just an extension of herself. It feels grossly apt, doesn't it?)
As such, she shivers a little at the mention. What she did to Giorno and what she did to Cairo... They're similar, aren't they? ]
I was so sure...that you'd want...nothing to do with me... [ She remembers it. She remembers very well, and yet— ] But now, I... I can't even imagine how I ever could think that.
[ He's Giorno. That should explain everything.
Riley huddles a little, squeezing her legs together, sinking her neck into her shoulders. ]
Why'd I have to wait until I showed up here to learn that?