Unless whoever was on the mistletoe committee came up with something stupider, that's all.
[Jin stops to think. If he hadn't been so sure that Giorno wouldn't have been judgmental of his own secret, he doesn't know what he'd have been able to comfortably share, either.
It occurs to him, too, that he doesn't know very much about Asher himself at all-- and that is enough to give him pause. He exhales, staring down into his magitek's gem, and speaks.]
I mean, you could tell them what color your underwear is. Or that-- [cheeks prickling because it's so gross but still technically a secret] --you did a. Thing. In the saloon that one time.
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[Jin stops to think. If he hadn't been so sure that Giorno wouldn't have been judgmental of his own secret, he doesn't know what he'd have been able to comfortably share, either.
It occurs to him, too, that he doesn't know very much about Asher himself at all-- and that is enough to give him pause. He exhales, staring down into his magitek's gem, and speaks.]
I mean, you could tell them what color your underwear is. Or that-- [cheeks prickling because it's so gross but still technically a secret] --you did a. Thing. In the saloon that one time.
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What thing?
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The Qorral girl.
That...
Thing.
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[Thankfully, this isn't a video, otherwise he would have given the other a deadpan stare.]
That's not a secret.
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Then think of something different.
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His heartbeat picks up somewhat, although he's not sure why.]
No, you're right.
[It's probably because he's just apprehensive about being open and vulnerable in front of that ancient piece of shit, right?]
Thanks man. I'll, uh, talk to you later.
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[hangs up
TAKES SWIG OF PUNCH]