[Oh. There's Polnareff. It's fortunate for Giorno that his perception of societal customs is generally from the outside looking in (that is: they generally don't apply to him), because otherwise he might be embarrassed. As it is, he just rolls onto his back and looks up at Polnareff, eyes bright.]
I figured it out, [he informs his consigliere solemnly.]
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I figured it out, [he informs his consigliere solemnly.]