[He gives him a minute of space, letting him think, but then Jotaro's arm is snaking out to wrap around Abbacchio's waist, dragging him across the mattress to press up flush against his chest.]
Look...I'll leave it alone. At least for right now. It's been a fucked-up day for you, and — I'm asking a lot, pushing you about it. It's not something you figure out in just a couple of hours.
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[He gives him a minute of space, letting him think, but then Jotaro's arm is snaking out to wrap around Abbacchio's waist, dragging him across the mattress to press up flush against his chest.]
Look...I'll leave it alone. At least for right now. It's been a fucked-up day for you, and — I'm asking a lot, pushing you about it. It's not something you figure out in just a couple of hours.
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Sorry. Is what I mean.