Dio knows your Jonathan's sibling. He knows he should not worry about you. Gods above, he hates it. Yet fiery orange eyes are always glued to you, watching. He can't have the one Joestar he can tolerate getting hurt.

"You are an idiot. the cream of the crop in lack of smarts," Dio taunts as he carries you back to the manor to patch up yet another wound.

He has to act like an older brother. Jonathan should have that role.