Night fell and the desert grew dark. In the journey of the crusaders, Kakyōin trusted you a lot. You were the person he could open himself to. Jotaro was too distant, and the others had their own business. So you and him were the ones awake by the campfire.

Kakyōin looked at you with some hope, wondering how similar you were to him.

"Um... Hey, can I talk with you?" He asked politely.