Pointy End! You know, Marona? Short, green hair, lives a couple rooms over that way?

[ But then Saphir's sniffling into his shoulder, and Giovanni holds him steady, only vaguely registering the possibility of makeup stains - it's fine, this is only like his third coolest shirt anyway. ]

That's it, let it out. I gotcha.

[ It'd be a lie to say Giovanni wasn't tearing up a little as well. They're having a very emotional moment and he's sensitive, okay?! But Saphir's next remark gets him to crack a crooked smile. ]

Hey, you survived without me for twenty years, didn't you? I bet you could last a week, no problem. But... I'm glad I'm here too.

[ And then - oh, right, breathing. Giovanni hastily relaxes his grip, though he doesn't fully let go yet, just in case. ]

Sorry about that. So. You, uh, wanna maybe put the game on hold for a while?