[The exact movement of the boy's lips curving into a smile and the shape of it once it has settled. The air that changes around him of an unwavering serenity. The cool look in his eyes offering gentle assurances of his confidence within himself, his knowledge, and his abilities.]
[That's the smile of a prince.]
[Whatever lingering doubts were in Dio's mind are cast aside in the wake of the boy's smile. His boy's smile. The boy's blood may be a mixture of someone else, Dio, and Joestar, but this is his son. He has features belonging to his mother that don't particularly stand out to Dio and he has the color of Jonathan's eyes, but in the things that matter the most — his smile, his presence, his cunning — those are all pieces of Dio, giving him the greater claim. Dio chuckles, low and deeply satisfied. It's not enough to soothe away all his underlying tension related to the moments just before he found himself in this city far removed from time and his world — nothing really could — but he can set that rage aside to contemplate this instead. This is still a battle he's won.]
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[The exact movement of the boy's lips curving into a smile and the shape of it once it has settled. The air that changes around him of an unwavering serenity. The cool look in his eyes offering gentle assurances of his confidence within himself, his knowledge, and his abilities.]
[That's the smile of a prince.]
[Whatever lingering doubts were in Dio's mind are cast aside in the wake of the boy's smile. His boy's smile. The boy's blood may be a mixture of someone else, Dio, and Joestar, but this is his son. He has features belonging to his mother that don't particularly stand out to Dio and he has the color of Jonathan's eyes, but in the things that matter the most — his smile, his presence, his cunning — those are all pieces of Dio, giving him the greater claim. Dio chuckles, low and deeply satisfied. It's not enough to soothe away all his underlying tension related to the moments just before he found himself in this city far removed from time and his world — nothing really could — but he can set that rage aside to contemplate this instead. This is still a battle he's won.]
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