[ He pauses a little, thinking of how to explain it. Most normal people can't see Stands, so anyone who came by the aid station who asked him got the most roundabout and vague explanation he could think of: ]
I'm good at fixing up wounds— broken arms, stuff like that. Have been since I was a kid.
[ She may ease up on the casualness of their interaction, but Josuke doesn't; no, he seems more casual the more he goes on about this, wanting to put his explanation lightly. It's not like he wants to be lauded as some hero— he's just a lucky kid to be bestowed with such a useful gift. Of course, he doesn't expect Trish to believe him right away, so that's also part of it— he feels like if he embellishes his ability (or even describes them to their full length), he'll look insane. So it's better to seem chill about it. ]
They'll need me to heal anyone who comes in with injuries, and that's when work around the camp starts, so... that's when people start getting hurt. [ Which makes him SAD, but he can be mature about it for the sake of this conversation, only allowing it to show in a slight softening of his tone. As the two of them come up on the cafeteria, he takes a hand out of his pockets to wave it a little, as if swatting away any negative way his words could be taken. ] Not that I mind helping out. It's just, I'm gonna have to wake up so early for my hair...
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I'm good at fixing up wounds— broken arms, stuff like that. Have been since I was a kid.
[ She may ease up on the casualness of their interaction, but Josuke doesn't; no, he seems more casual the more he goes on about this, wanting to put his explanation lightly. It's not like he wants to be lauded as some hero— he's just a lucky kid to be bestowed with such a useful gift. Of course, he doesn't expect Trish to believe him right away, so that's also part of it— he feels like if he embellishes his ability (or even describes them to their full length), he'll look insane. So it's better to seem chill about it. ]
They'll need me to heal anyone who comes in with injuries, and that's when work around the camp starts, so... that's when people start getting hurt. [ Which makes him SAD, but he can be mature about it for the sake of this conversation, only allowing it to show in a slight softening of his tone. As the two of them come up on the cafeteria, he takes a hand out of his pockets to wave it a little, as if swatting away any negative way his words could be taken. ] Not that I mind helping out. It's just, I'm gonna have to wake up so early for my hair...
[ priorities! ]