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          Giorno's cheeks were lightly dusted with red due to Mista's actions.
          
          "Well uh.... Um..... well obviously not," 
          Giorno lightly laid his arm around Mista.
          
          "I... just had my stand out to protect Mista. But I trust you so, no, I wouldn't have attacked you I suppose, but what if had!"
           Giorno averted his gaze, thoroughly embarrassed.

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          "There's no way. Mista, back me up on this," 
          He says indignantly, grabbing a chip and giving it to him, followed by some pudding.
          
           "See? Pudding is way better than those chips, right?" Giorno earnestly exclaims.  
          
          "And don't you dare say anything about me feeding you, Bucciarati and Abbacchio did it, and it was cute so."