[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cca78e]Giosue Zino[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/3o85xI8rzAHBRdgKo8/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Ville au Camp: Main House: Room 202[/center][hr]
[color=cca78e]"Perhaps, my dear. Perhaps. It depends on if we have the time."[/color] While someone with less restraint or who hadn't lived at least 23 lifetimes, most of them as a living embodiment of time itself might have purposefully made some kind of joke, or noticed afterwards and smiled at their own perceived wittiness, Gio gave no such indication for there wasn't anything humorous about what he'd said. 

Yes, they were about to enter a theoretically perpetual time loop, but they still had to contend with time moving normally beforehand and once in the loop, everyone that resided within it would still experience "time" and have to contend with only being able to do so many things at a time. The longer they waited, the more Paradoxes would show up, and the more difficult it would be to prepare everyone's gifts. Even when freed from the flow of time, one still had to contend with it.

[color=cca78e]"I had to hide the costume in two parts of space-related reasons, I hope you don't mind."[/color] Moving quietly so as to not cause a huge ruckus, Giosue moved the dresser away from the wall and reached behind it. After a few seconds of blind jiggling, he produced a jumpsuit on a hanger. All the way down it was lined with stripes that were once black, but now faded to a grayish-blue. On the "neck" of the hanger was looped a set of dull matte handcuffs broken apart halfway down the length of the chain. He laid the costume on the bed before laying down to get the pièce de résistance underneath the bed: a metal weight attached via chain to an ankle cuff. All the parts assembled, the Watch pulled out the key to the cuffs from his trousers.