[ not nearly pause enough to decipher nanami's thoughts on the subject. and it's not that gojo knows him -- not really -- to read the signs.

but being kept deliberately in the dark by an outdated chain of command, and making enough fuck-ups to get himself killed and then brought back to life again tends to help grow an intuition about this sort of thing... even if gojo's trying not to get so lost in the details that he completely misses the bigger picture. all that to say, sure, nanami is quick to maintain himself, as casual as his baseline annoyance can afford him, but gojo isn't blind, and has four more eyes to boot.

he may not be able to see a soul, but cursed energy works well enough: when yuji is angry, or when megumi's on his way to see his sister in the hospital, or when nobara finds a seam that's split on her designer skirt, or what suguru had looked like right before he was killed.

everything is broken, and everything is wrong, and gojo can't fix it, but he'll be damned before he lets it get any worse.

but he won't say it right now. ]

Teenagers... they grow up so fast.

[ he'll just feign disinterest and some shoddy attempt at sniffling...

and this is where i'm just going to gloss right over the tapeworm and where gojo might've left it but honestly i hope the gods completely obliterated the thing while it was still in gojo's stomach or whatever ]

But they must've worn you down if you're resorting to daytime drinking.

Let's! I'm famished! Think they've got five-foot tall parfaits or at least a whole cake?