[Dio emerges from his home, rather pleased that she was so nearby, not only to have her close but also because he didn't want to be seen like this. He wasn't hustling, just meandering over once he'd managed to close the door quietly behind him.
He walked somewhat hunched over, unable to even show excitement over the returning of his limbs right now. Once Dio got near enough, no doubt it'd be obvious that he was rather disheveled, his hair a mess and eyes red and puffy, though he tried to play it off.
Not that he really could. He already said he wasn't doing well.]
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He walked somewhat hunched over, unable to even show excitement over the returning of his limbs right now. Once Dio got near enough, no doubt it'd be obvious that he was rather disheveled, his hair a mess and eyes red and puffy, though he tried to play it off.
Not that he really could. He already said he wasn't doing well.]