[He deserves that, but chuckles anyway and squeezes Polnareff's hand back as a little plea to not hit him again. Insecure.]

You're worrying too much about giant bug people.

What the hell else am I supposed to think? And what the fuck is this world, anyway, where that's a thing, I should be worrying a lot more about giant bug people, that's disgusting.

[Valid points. And maybe he'd elaborate on that, but right now he's honestly more distracted by the way they're holding hands. Or rather: what's happening as a result because of that.]

Hey.

[It feels . . . strange, but not bad. Bizarre, but addicting.]

Do you feel-- I mean-- I guess this is the, uh, Chroma thing?

They were pretty polite.

[And quiet! He'll defend this polite bug's right to hold hands if it wants, since it didn't seem violent or anything... and, you know, for the sake of petty argument.

That said. Oh, Polnareff.]

Why do you think I held hands with a bug? [for lunch money.] I feel it. It's not bad.

You're weird.

[So, like, he'd probably hold hands with a bug just to say he had. And that's a lot easier than focusing on what he's really thinking right now.]

You think it'd be the same if it was Hierophant and Chariot?

[He is weird, that's fair enough.]

Logically, why wouldn't it...? [Hmm!! Well he's always up for a Stand adventure, so let's do this right now— and Hierophant appears to hover behind the couch. Hey.] Let's find out.

[Hey, bruh, and here's Chariot right next to him, reaching out impatiently to take both hands in his. Polnareff tugs his own hand back at the same time, just to be sure, but--

Oh, no. No, it's there. Faint, but noticeable, and slightly surreal, and yet Chariot doesn't pull back just yet.]

This is gonna be a lot to get used to.

[Chariot, please chill!! Kakyoin can feel it too-- weaker but there, like their Stands are battery charging each other.

Ah, but he remembers Polnareff in the desert, with Chariot too exhausted to stay solid for very long, so that would mean the amount of Chroma is--]

Maybe not; I'm not sure this is a net gain. We might be breaking even, at a stretch.

Should we--

[But Chariot keeps hanging on to Hierophant, so yeah, maybe it's a break-even, but he likes it too much to stop. Even if Chariot is starting to go hazy at the edges.]

How, uh, how much energy does using Hierophant burn now?

[Chariot, darling, that's very sweet but please don't abruptly disappear. Hierophant isn't on the verge of flickering just yet, and he's not inclined to find out how long it takes for any reason other than empirically... but still.]

Hmm... enough that it's noticeable. I don't like it. [what shock] This place shouldn't be able to mess with something like this.

[Moon furry transformation time? Whatever. Stand edits? Back off!!]

I mean, it shouldn't be able to give us, like, fangs or whatever either, I kinda like my body the way it is.

[JUST SAYING . . . and hm, hey, that seems to be that, because Chariot abruptly vanishes, the space utterly empty, as Polnareff grimaces.]

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[Oh, there he goes— Kakyoin blinks and dismisses Hierophant, now that that's done. You okay, bud... he's so not interested in the furry stuff when there's Stand stuff to consider.]

That too. Are you alright?