The question is very much to do with her actually. [ Oh god here we go - except it's totally not what Caesar probably thinks this time. ]
I believe you're already aware that we wish to be wed again- well, again for me, it will be new for her, which is all very strange but- I was hoping that you would be my best man?
[This is that typical Joestar trait-that ability to surprise anyone in their path with any word, any action.
That request throws him off-unexpected in every capacity. He never thought for a single moment Jonathan would get married, let alone ask him to fulfil such an important position at his own wedding.
What a bizarre world this is and-]
Of course. It's only natural a Zeppeli should be in attendance, don't you think? Both my grandfather and Speedwagon would have come to the ceremony. I'll gladly take that place in their stead.
[ And have one of those big, bright Jonathan smiles. He didn't think Caesar would say no, but the Italian man could be so prickly from one moment to the next that Jonathan didn't like to assume anything. ]
Erina was asking what sort of a person you are not long ago actually. I said that your grandfather would be proud of you. She did say that she hoped you knew that and I could not recall whether I had said such a thing to you or not, but I shall gladly tell you so now.
[What's he supposed to say to that humbling statement. One that makes his spirit burn with familial pride and honor.
Jonathan did know his grandfather-far more than him. Caesar can't recall meeting the man even once in his childhood to know if he would have that pride Jonathan claims. His father mentioned him from time to time-the flighty nature of his own father.
The last few years he's spent trying to reclaim what he had thrown away-to bring honor back into the family name he had tossed aside all those years ago-
Without a shadow of a doubt, those words mean more to him than anything else Jonathan has ever said. An emotion he tries to cover up by sliding his fingers through his hair-nonchalant and casual.
[ Caesar really can be odd sometimes. Whereas Jonathan always feels completely comfortable in being vocal of his appreciation of others, that doesn't seem to come easily for the Italian man. At all. But Jonathan is getting used to that, slowly. And he can appreciate that his words may have had more of an effect than Caesar is letting on.
As such, he'll spare his roommate of any further being said on it. ]
Alright.
Did you want to join us? [ BUT HE'S STILL AS UNRELENTINGLY WARM AND FRIENDLY AS EVER.
Also, the mention of w-a-l-k has Pesto doing yet more spinnies on the spot. ]
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The question is very much to do with her actually. [ Oh god here we go - except it's totally not what Caesar probably thinks this time. ]
I believe you're already aware that we wish to be wed again- well, again for me, it will be new for her, which is all very strange but- I was hoping that you would be my best man?
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That request throws him off-unexpected in every capacity. He never thought for a single moment Jonathan would get married, let alone ask him to fulfil such an important position at his own wedding.
What a bizarre world this is and-]
Of course. It's only natural a Zeppeli should be in attendance, don't you think? Both my grandfather and Speedwagon would have come to the ceremony. I'll gladly take that place in their stead.
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[ And have one of those big, bright Jonathan smiles. He didn't think Caesar would say no, but the Italian man could be so prickly from one moment to the next that Jonathan didn't like to assume anything. ]
Erina was asking what sort of a person you are not long ago actually. I said that your grandfather would be proud of you. She did say that she hoped you knew that and I could not recall whether I had said such a thing to you or not, but I shall gladly tell you so now.
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Jonathan did know his grandfather-far more than him. Caesar can't recall meeting the man even once in his childhood to know if he would have that pride Jonathan claims. His father mentioned him from time to time-the flighty nature of his own father.
The last few years he's spent trying to reclaim what he had thrown away-to bring honor back into the family name he had tossed aside all those years ago-
Without a shadow of a doubt, those words mean more to him than anything else Jonathan has ever said. An emotion he tries to cover up by sliding his fingers through his hair-nonchalant and casual.
As if they don't mean a thing at all.]
Go walk your dog.
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As such, he'll spare his roommate of any further being said on it. ]
Alright.
Did you want to join us? [ BUT HE'S STILL AS UNRELENTINGLY WARM AND FRIENDLY AS EVER.
Also, the mention of w-a-l-k has Pesto doing yet more spinnies on the spot. ]
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[Plus he's a tsundere that needs time to recover from this blatant attack to his soul. Get outta here Jonathan.]