You and Kakyoin were prisoners of Dio's. Well, Dio would often take you two or one or the other to an operating table and take organs whenever he wanted. You two could barely move without pain or fear of wounds reopening. You and Kakyoin lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling and just listening to music through an old radio that was in the room when you both got there. Kakyoin would make sighs and groans every so often, just like you.