[The PCD clicks on to show a darkened room. Jotaro is sitting cross-legged on his bed, barefoot and sans jacket but still wearing his hat as well as a neat scarf. He has the blanket drawn over his head and is reading by a flashlight like a twelve years old avoiding bedtime ( Read more... )

[The PCD clicks on. Jotaro is sitting on his bed looking a little pale and tired but mostly none the worse for wear. He fumbles with a bandage on his right hand, trying to get it knotted with left and his teeth. The third attempt works out; he flexes the fingers a little then nods in satisfaction.]There. I'm back. I'm all right. You have it on ( Read more... )