[he doesn't miss the look on Kakyoin's face and the faint laugh slips out, for once not hidden by a hat or something else. Even though it's just a hat, it's more open than he's let himself be in - a very long time. "Let himself", because he knows he can just grab it back if he felt like it.
But he can't help but reach out, once Kakyoin takes it, to tug it down out of - something. He doesn't really know why, but he does it anyway, and if he's smiling again, well - he's ignoring the desire to hide it]
He likes Hierophant more. [as though it wasn't obvious, the way Star follows him around sometimes - and especially lately.
Jotaro glances down at their hands and that's what holds his attention]
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But he can't help but reach out, once Kakyoin takes it, to tug it down out of - something. He doesn't really know why, but he does it anyway, and if he's smiling again, well - he's ignoring the desire to hide it]
He likes Hierophant more. [as though it wasn't obvious, the way Star follows him around sometimes - and especially lately.
Jotaro glances down at their hands and that's what holds his attention]