[ The demon's chest swells with an inhale, exhaling a string of smoke from past his lips as he looks up at the ceiling and then over his shoulder. He now makes a motion toward the painting of the roof-hopping purple-gold gargoyle over the desk behind him. ]

Remember Jotaro? I did it for him. I made the decision because I wanted to keep somebody safe. Moreover... [ He dips behind the desk and pulls up a book. He flips on through it, landing on a page he knew to pick out. The drawing on the page when he flips it around is a silly little group picture drawn to resemble a photograph. Rohan, Jotaro, Josuke, Anna, Lorna, and even Karamatsu all smooshed together into a "family portrait" of sorts. Just as much love has been put into a pen drawing as the paintings. ]

Them. I had people to protect. I have people to protect. As far as I know, I will always have somebody to keep safe here. Even when some of them are gone. [ He sets the book flat on the table with the picture facing up. ] I have been able to do that with Her help. Some of them will not know any harm because of my doing.

[ His eyes close for a moment. ]

So, Marco... What kind of person do you think I was, as opposed to how you see me now?