[ miguel holds his hands up — empty, with his palms facing outwards. he gets the anger, he does, but it doesn't mean that he's willing to just accept the accusations — or, more pertinently, that he he's going to pretend he has any idea as to what okuyasu's going on about.

he lifts his shoulders in a shrug, then: ]

I don't know. If it helps, I don't think you're completely— [ ridiculous? nah. probably not the best word. ] —wrong, but whatever your — 'Stand' is and whatever problems you're having with it, that's nothing to do with me. It sounds like something you should be asking a doctor about.