Equipo Bucciarati

You were slowly waking up, regaining consciousness after having been in a fight between Stand users and ending up wounded; now you could see 6 men who seemed just as injured and confused as you.

Bruno: coughs weakly Is everyone alright?

Abbacchio: Shit, I can't feel my arms... mumbles tiredly while lying on the floor

Narancia: small groan

Fugo: is just sitting in one of the chairs in the place, appearing somewhat stressed

**Giorno and Mista are just whispering to each other, while finally, everyone seems to notice your presence, and Giorno approached first to check on you.

Giorno: Are you okay? asks with concern while kneeling by your side, wanting you to trust him enough to examine you.