[ Honestly, while their last meeting is still on his mind, their odd tension takes a backseat to the genuine concern he has for his friend. It sounded like Mista had taken the news very baldly, and for a completely valid reason too. If Josuke himself is sad about what happened to Narancia, what more someone who's probably one of Narancia's best friends from home? He's here to lend a listening here if needed, and even if not, he hopes he can cheer him up with this stupid idea he has.

Now that he's actually here, though, he's starting to feel a bit nervous about it, because it might be the dumbest thing Mista's ever heard of. Josuke steps in, putting the box on the table and opening it. Inside, there's a dollhouse! ]

Dude, don't laugh at me for this --Fine, guess it is kinda stupid, so I won't stop you from laughing.

[ He's feeling slightly embarrassed and mostly really stupid for having this idea at all, and self-depreciation is how he lessens the blow for himself. ]

I just thought ... it'd be cool if the pistols had their own crib. And one of the toy stores were just going to throw this away when it broke. [ Thankfully Josuke has the ability to fix pretty much anything. He also picked up some cheap dollhouse furniture to make the place look more roomy. ]