[By this point, they've made it to the car. Rather than answer Erina's question, Fugo reaches for the rear passenger side door to hold it open for her. His movements are stiff, but his expression is at least calm.]
Presume whatever you like. I'm not going to answer any personal questions. If you aren't hungry, we'll be returning directly to Giorno's residence.
[What an odd response to a yes or no questions. Still, Erina decides not to hold it against him. Perhaps he really is simply the help here. Though that seems to not line up with the way others talk about him.
Well, for now, she will not pry. She slides into the back seat with a very polite thank you.]
That sounds wonderful. Please do not be alarmed if I doze off here; it was a very long flight.
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[She chalked most of that to them being Italians, honestly. Things were much more staid and slow (and significantly less noisy) in her time.]
But you are a little more what I am used to in conversation, Mr. Fugo. Admittedly, you do not talk much.
[And specifically, Erina tends to speak when spoken to, content to listen to others chatter away.]
I presume you do not think of yourself as Giorno's friend, then?
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Presume whatever you like. I'm not going to answer any personal questions. If you aren't hungry, we'll be returning directly to Giorno's residence.
no subject
Well, for now, she will not pry. She slides into the back seat with a very polite thank you.]
That sounds wonderful. Please do not be alarmed if I doze off here; it was a very long flight.