As Jonathan spoke, Dio attempted to remained quiet, the he couldn't hold to it, his throat sealing up and Dio needing to sniffle a couple of times. He already knew it. He knew it, but that didn't make it easier to hear him say it.

Dio sobbed as Jonathan stopped speaking, unable to hold it back. It wasn't a cute, demure thing, Dio's throat clenched tight and his brows knit together as barely-contained tears rolled down his face. He sat up after a moment, letting the crying happen, though he covered his rather unattractive crying face from Jonathan, just nodding to acknowledge he heard and understood him.