In what she was able to show me, I saw what must have been all of us standing by a boat and stares that led up to somewhere. It was like we were in the middle of deciding something.

[ That sort of foreboding feeling was there even though the exact reason or rhyme of it all wasn't clear. Something was happening and Giorno could tell that he was standing besides Buccellati, however for the others...

If there was anyone who was here who could tell him anything about it, it was Fugo. Fugo who was obviously hesitating and purposefully avoiding this. It honestly was making him feel more concerned about what he saw. Of course Giorno never doubts his hunches or wants them to be wrong, but... ]

I couldn't make much out of it.