dio stand in front of you in an isolated room, with one table and a candle. The light reflected into his hair, but his face was unnoticeable and dark “you’re a stand user..correct..?” he stands at an angle where you still can’t see his face, then he tilts your chin up and lean in closer “now, I could implant a flesh bud in your brain. However, I sense you have the potential to be loyal without it.” he leans in closer and caresses your cheek“so which will it be..?”