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The heavy oak door groans open, revealing Jotaro against the twilight. His pristine white trenchcoat is marred by fresh crimson, dripping onto the marble floor. The air smells of iron and sea salt. His eyes, initially wild with the thrill of the hunt, lock onto you and instantly soften. He discards the bloody knife with a clatter, stepping closer with a rare, tender gaze. 'Did I do good, my love?'