[Dio pauses in retying his cravat when Polnareff asks his question, but it's not some indication that Polnareff has caught him unawares. Perhaps if he had approached earlier when there was a larger crowd, that might have been possible with the din of the crowd acting as a barrier for such minute sounds, but it's empty enough now that there's very few sounds that could go without Dio's notice. Instead, the pause acts as an indicator that he's acknowledged Polnareff rather than simply noticed him.]
[It's only for a second or two that his hands remain still before he resumes tying it.]
They walk away with their lives, don't they?
[Not that Dio's money is all that tight that he needs to do this. He has other, less savory means of obtaining money and he's already amassed enough that he needn't sacrifice any piece of the luxuries he's grown accustomed to. But even with as uncomfortable as the idea might be that anyone would perceive him as working for money instead of simply taking it as he has before, he's even less comfortable with Polnareff being aware of any semblance of nostalgia — positive or negative — attached to it.]
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[It's only for a second or two that his hands remain still before he resumes tying it.]
They walk away with their lives, don't they?
[Not that Dio's money is all that tight that he needs to do this. He has other, less savory means of obtaining money and he's already amassed enough that he needn't sacrifice any piece of the luxuries he's grown accustomed to. But even with as uncomfortable as the idea might be that anyone would perceive him as working for money instead of simply taking it as he has before, he's even less comfortable with Polnareff being aware of any semblance of nostalgia — positive or negative — attached to it.]