[ Not only would her office be in ashes, but they would be, too, and Satoru suspects that if he slipped into the lava, it wouldn't feel like more than a very hot bath. Not that he's going to test that, mind you, and it's enough that Sumina is worried. With a nod, his hands slide away and he steps backwards off the desk β
β and onto thin air, offering her a salute. ]
I will. Don't worry β I've dealt with lava before.
[ A whole fire and lava cursed spirit, and he was small potatoes, compared to what Gojo is capable of. Crossing over to her vanity with his mid-air walk, he scoops the ring and gloves into his hands, before teleporting right back to her side. ]
Your hand, Heartleaf-san?
[ He extends one of his own to take hers if she offers it, because yes, he is making this a thing. ]
no subject
β and onto thin air, offering her a salute. ]
I will. Don't worry β I've dealt with lava before.
[ A whole fire and lava cursed spirit, and he was small potatoes, compared to what Gojo is capable of. Crossing over to her vanity with his mid-air walk, he scoops the ring and gloves into his hands, before teleporting right back to her side. ]
Your hand, Heartleaf-san?
[ He extends one of his own to take hers if she offers it, because yes, he is making this a thing. ]