[Diavolo may know best what he's lived, but so has Steven. There's one particular image he just can't shake: a curious room inside the mental ward representing their afterlife, empty except for one thing. A sarcophagus just like the one he'd been imprisoned in, wobbling in place, a furious pounding coming from inside it. If they'd stopped to open it back then...]

I hope that's what it is. But what if it's not? What if hunger's the only thing that gives them enough power to take the body? Or it's the only thing that can open that... [He gestures erratically between himself and Diavolo as he tries to find the right word.] That door between us? Keeping fed could be what's stopping them from emerging, but if I... If I go hungry to test it, who's to say they won't feed on one of my mates? Who's to say they even exist at all?