Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa...!!
-Recoils some more and pulls his hat down when he hears it speak-
-Then takes a moment to process what it just said-
...huh?
-Giorno stays quiet for now, but he looks over at Okuyasu and sees his Stand too-
...Huh.
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean-Sand Guy zooms towards everybody-
-His eye narrows-
-His voice becomes much softer, and raspier-
You ask me... who I am? You do not ask where you are? I do not understand this. You do not belong here. You do not belong in Yrala, I can see that. All of you, you are... you are different. Strange. Foreign.
You aim your... I believe they are weapons. Yes, that can only be what they are. You aim your weapons at me, a stranger. I mean you no harm. If I wanted you dead, I would you crush you all beneath the sand.
It is reassuring to see such people here. Such fiery people. You are not like the others...
-Dude's not addressing anyone in particular-

...Wh—?! U-uh...
...Uh, yeah! Yeah, we can! Hey!
(Doesn't put the arm cannon back just yet, but is a bit more at ease.)
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