Jonathan's unable to prevent himself from crying now that Dio was too, tears rolling down his face in fat streams as he did all he could to hold back any noises that were threatening to come from his throat. Instead he takes a deep shaky breath, knowing that he had to keep talking if Dio couldn't, and as much as he wanted to reach out and comfort him with touch, he felt as though it might just make things worse.

"I'm sorry, Dio." His voice breaks a little despite his best effort, feeling his shirt grow wet from the torrent down his face. "You're my other half, and I can't see my life without you in it, but... I can't give you my heart."