[There's no reasonable way Giorno should be able to see right now, but the vine nonetheless seems to register most of what's going on. It moves slightly when Hinata turns towards it, shivering with amusement, before going still again, doing a poor imitation of Definitely An Actual Plant.]
[God, being a slime must be really frustrating. Imagine having to corral your own eyeball. Once again, he is grateful for the nymph situation.]
[Well, stereoscope didn't really help him figure out the mystery very well, though he can't help but feel like the plant is laughing at him??? Was he imagining it or was he just that insecure.
He squints his eyes even more (now both of them!) leaning forward as though it would somehow give him a better hint.]
Uh... hello? [He carefully pokes the vine, though quickly takes his hand back in fear it would like. Bite him or something. That was probably possible.] Am I talking to a plant now...?
[The vine does not bite him. It does, however, undeniably squirm away, seeming very offended at being touched. How dare you? Just because it is trespassing in your personal living room, spying on and laughing at you? You poke Miette?]
[This is not going as smoothly as expected. Granted, nothing has really gone wrong, but he refuses to let Steve's new roommate think that poking is appropriate behavior. Clearly he is the wronged party here. Time to change tactics.]
[What happens next looks remarkably fluid for a change of state that remains solid the entire time. The vine appears to flow down the wall, to drip down to about waist level and begin to bunch up, building a humanoid shape from the midsection down and up in equal measure. It's a confusing process, one that makes the eyes and the hindbrain hurt, and one which makes no physical sense whatsoever; but soon enough, the vine is no more, and a nymph stands just below where it hung a moment ago, leaning his hip against the kitchen island as though he lives here.]
You shouldn't just touch people out of nowhere like that. [bastard]
[Miette is surely just a plant, right?? It's fine to poke! Probably.
Well, it was also clearly not a normal plant-- Hinata's eyes go wide as the vine retreats, and even wider as it seems to start... taking shape. Bafflement and curiosity get the best of him, as he leans forward to just... watch. Watch the way it tightens together and shifts and reforms. He.... didn't understand what the fuck he was looking at at all.
And then, it seems to settle into a shape that's almost human. And then it
talks?
For a moment he simply gapes, and then-- remembers that what the fuck, it's a guy, and he's talking??]
Aack--!?
[He fumbles backwards against the kitchen counter, his own limbs kind of flailing and clumping and gushing as he catches himself.]
What the hell...?! I didn't even know you were people! [yeah that's the issue here] Who the hell are you?!
[Wow. Giorno frowns. That is a really inappropriate reaction. He's very cute, even as a plant, and this is a bit over the top. Aack, really?]
Obviously I'm people.
[Ob vi ous ly.]
I should be asking who you are. You're new, I'm not. [Never mind that he absolutely knows who Hinata is, because Steve is actually very considerate when he doesn't forget, and Giorno absolutely did this to be annoying on purpose. It's fine. What matters here is that he's obviously in the right.]
[Oh, and there's his hand. Can you still shake hands, Hinata? If not, this is going to be uncomfortable.] Giorno Giovanna.
[Listen. He just got here... like a month ago. But still. He's never seen a plant move yet! Not that he would be freaking out any less if he'd already seen a nymph.
But Giorno did have a point-- probably? He's pretty sure? Well, he's mostly certain that this guy doesn't live here, unless Steve has left out something extremely important, but he was still the newest overall. Right? Yeah.
He straightens himself back up to standing (carefully, sort of) and looks at Giorno's hand hesitantly. Not... because he didn't want to shake his hand, but because his hands were kinda... gross? Now?]
U-Uh... [After a moment of boggling, and look at Gio, and then also at his hand, Hinata reaches out with his own (which was mostly solid!) and shakes it.] I'm Hajime Hinata. Uh, Steve's new roommate.
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[God, being a slime must be really frustrating. Imagine having to corral your own eyeball. Once again, he is grateful for the nymph situation.]
wipes a tear away. what a beautiful cosmic event.
He squints his eyes even more (now both of them!) leaning forward as though it would somehow give him a better hint.]
Uh... hello? [He carefully pokes the vine, though quickly takes his hand back in fear it would like. Bite him or something. That was probably possible.] Am I talking to a plant now...?
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[This is not going as smoothly as expected. Granted, nothing has really gone wrong, but he refuses to let Steve's new roommate think that poking is appropriate behavior. Clearly he is the wronged party here. Time to change tactics.]
[What happens next looks remarkably fluid for a change of state that remains solid the entire time. The vine appears to flow down the wall, to drip down to about waist level and begin to bunch up, building a humanoid shape from the midsection down and up in equal measure. It's a confusing process, one that makes the eyes and the hindbrain hurt, and one which makes no physical sense whatsoever; but soon enough, the vine is no more, and a nymph stands just below where it hung a moment ago, leaning his hip against the kitchen island as though he lives here.]
You shouldn't just touch people out of nowhere like that. [bastard]
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Well, it was also clearly not a normal plant-- Hinata's eyes go wide as the vine retreats, and even wider as it seems to start... taking shape. Bafflement and curiosity get the best of him, as he leans forward to just... watch. Watch the way it tightens together and shifts and reforms. He.... didn't understand what the fuck he was looking at at all.
And then, it seems to settle into a shape that's almost human. And then it
talks?
For a moment he simply gapes, and then-- remembers that what the fuck, it's a guy, and he's talking??]
Aack--!?
[He fumbles backwards against the kitchen counter, his own limbs kind of flailing and clumping and gushing as he catches himself.]
What the hell...?! I didn't even know you were people! [yeah that's the issue here] Who the hell are you?!
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Obviously I'm people.
[Ob vi ous ly.]
I should be asking who you are. You're new, I'm not. [Never mind that he absolutely knows who Hinata is, because Steve is actually very considerate when he doesn't forget, and Giorno absolutely did this to be annoying on purpose. It's fine. What matters here is that he's obviously in the right.]
[Oh, and there's his hand. Can you still shake hands, Hinata? If not, this is going to be uncomfortable.] Giorno Giovanna.
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But Giorno did have a point-- probably? He's pretty sure? Well, he's mostly certain that this guy doesn't live here, unless Steve has left out something extremely important, but he was still the newest overall. Right? Yeah.
He straightens himself back up to standing (carefully, sort of) and looks at Giorno's hand hesitantly. Not... because he didn't want to shake his hand, but because his hands were kinda... gross? Now?]
U-Uh... [After a moment of boggling, and look at Gio, and then also at his hand, Hinata reaches out with his own (which was mostly solid!) and shakes it.] I'm Hajime Hinata. Uh, Steve's new roommate.