[Johnny doesn't have much time to consider the implications, but more than likely this is just CERES' bullshit. Sending him familiar names and faces as corpses, yeah it had to be just another illusion. They guy in the bag was probably just some poor sod who'd been caught up in all this too.
As the well-spoken hulking mass attempted to get up, he rolled forward, scanning for the zipper-pull.]
It's fine. I just wasn't expecting you to fall from the sky, okay? Hold still.
[He glances at the paper, which still boldly reads, "Jonathan Joestar," before tucking it away. Johnny then leans forward and gives the zipper-pull a yank, freeing whatever polite giant of a man was hiding inside. Logically, he wondered how they'd managed subdue such a big guy to stuff him in there in the first place before he remembered- this was the same as when he'd gotten here. No memory of who'd shoved them all into clothing that could hardly be called swimwear, but he'd still been wearing it all the same.]
You remember that dodgy sliding picture show they had before you ended up here, or...?
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As the well-spoken hulking mass attempted to get up, he rolled forward, scanning for the zipper-pull.]
It's fine. I just wasn't expecting you to fall from the sky, okay? Hold still.
[He glances at the paper, which still boldly reads, "Jonathan Joestar," before tucking it away. Johnny then leans forward and gives the zipper-pull a yank, freeing whatever polite giant of a man was hiding inside. Logically, he wondered how they'd managed subdue such a big guy to stuff him in there in the first place before he remembered- this was the same as when he'd gotten here. No memory of who'd shoved them all into clothing that could hardly be called swimwear, but he'd still been wearing it all the same.]
You remember that dodgy sliding picture show they had before you ended up here, or...?