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"Speedwagon!"
"Jonathan!"
Jonathan Joestar almost fell as he stumbled out of the carriage and went to meet his friend. Speedwagon was ecstatic, nearly jumping up and down on the spot.
"How'd it go? How'd it go? Oh I'm so glad you're alive!"
"It went well! I defeated him!" Jonathan nearly shouted. "Dio's gone! He's gone! We did it!"
_"You_ did it!" Corrected Speedwagon. "Damn you, you really are a true hero eh? And we were so worried for ya too! An' then you come back and there ain't a speck o' blood on your face."
Jonathan did a double take. "We?" His smile widened. "Did you say we?"
"Yeah," said Speedwagon. His expression softened. "We. He survived."
They flung themselves into each other's arms.
"He's okay?"
"Wouldn't say it, but he's alive."
"Thank god..." Jonathan whispered, and then, because he felt that the man had earned it, oh if he had, he added, "Thank you... Brother."
Speedwagon tightened his grip. There may have been tears in his eyes. "Thanks..." He said. They let go of each other.
"So, is he awake?" Jonathan inquired.
"Nah, but he will be soon." Speedwagon gestured to the carriage. "I'll tell ya on the way to the hospital. He'll wanna see you when he wakes up."