I know. [But he doesn't know what to do about it or how to handle Giorno's worries. They shouldn't be his responsibility, right?

Instead of saying anything else he finds himself more occupied with trying to squirm away from his brother's hands, ending with a very upset look when he's forced back to being handled.] I've been outside in the sun! Giorno, I feel perfectly fine. [Not that he would say anything if he didn't, but...]

If you keep worrying like this your hair will go gray.