[ Now his shoulders hop up to a little bit of tension. Blindsided by Jotaro's face in his hair, he feels warmer than before. It's difficult to formulate exactly what he wants to say but he realizes that his hands have been left idle at his sides since Jotaro turned around. What to do with them is the question--

He feels obligated to not just stand there and to animate himself in some way. If Jotaro's hand is still on his cheek, Rohan has his fingers curling around his wrist to hold it there. The other one isn't sure where to go. It is miles behind his tail, which has linked part of itself around Jotaro's ankle since it cannot reach his hand right now. ]

Jotaro, I wouldn't want you to be anything other than whatever you are. It's more than okay. [ He tries to look up slowly without disturbing the gargoyle, ending up just eye-level with his throat. ]

You don't have to change. At all. Ever.