[ There were two, perhaps three options that Giorno could do with the information that he was just given. The first two was the most obvious—he could accept or reject the reality that he was given. Regardless of the truth he saw in Fugo's words and his actions. (He had just saw them.) But Giorno wasn't going to turn away from the truth. And so this left him with only the third choice and option he had left:
What was he going to do now?
It did bring him comfort to know that Mista was fine as well as Trish but the weight of the others being dead was—Fugo was trembling. Giorno may have just learned this information but this was a reality much longer for Fugo. How he must have suffered. Wordlessly he approaches him and, though Giorno is a little loss what to do there, places a hand onto Fugo's shoulder. ]
Thank you, Fugo.
[ He didn't have to tell him. He could have lied to him and kept Giorno in the dark. Giorno doesn't know the details of what happened to the others but he knows he'll find out in due time. ]
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What was he going to do now?
It did bring him comfort to know that Mista was fine as well as Trish but the weight of the others being dead was—Fugo was trembling. Giorno may have just learned this information but this was a reality much longer for Fugo. How he must have suffered. Wordlessly he approaches him and, though Giorno is a little loss what to do there, places a hand onto Fugo's shoulder. ]
Thank you, Fugo.
[ He didn't have to tell him. He could have lied to him and kept Giorno in the dark. Giorno doesn't know the details of what happened to the others but he knows he'll find out in due time. ]
Then we should go.