[ Were the circumstances difference, he'd love to just...sit here and relax and take tea with Nanami. He has the ideal suite for relaxing, and it suits someone like him, who always needed to take far more time for himself than he allowed himself to. That's true for any sorcerer, but it seems especially true in Nanami's case, after he had the chance to leave the life of a sorcerer behind forever and chose to return instead. Accepted that burden back on his shoulders, even knowing what would await him. What awaits all of them.
Maybe that's a reminder that Gojo needs right now. That whatever responsibility they bear, Nanami is still only human, not a machine. He can only control his emotions so much.
That goes for Gojo, too. His hands are in his pockets as he steps inside, and as Nanami offers him tea, his fingernails bite into his palms, forming into fists. ]
You know I'm not the patient type. [ His stomach is too tied up in knots for tea, anyway. ] So, don't keep me waiting. Do you know what happened to Itadori?
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Maybe that's a reminder that Gojo needs right now. That whatever responsibility they bear, Nanami is still only human, not a machine. He can only control his emotions so much.
That goes for Gojo, too. His hands are in his pockets as he steps inside, and as Nanami offers him tea, his fingernails bite into his palms, forming into fists. ]
You know I'm not the patient type. [ His stomach is too tied up in knots for tea, anyway. ] So, don't keep me waiting. Do you know what happened to Itadori?
[ He knows he doesn't need to elaborate. ]