Aha...I already saw Nanamin, sensei, and he definitely didn't smile.
[ That might be because Yuji had 1) crashed into a wall and started bleeding from his nose and 2) had a breakdown on him, in a similar vein to his Gojo-based breakdown. Neither of those things could be described as a happy reunion, despite the butterfly joy he feels inside of him, bubbling up. It might have been enough to chase away his sadness, if he was less buried in grief and heartache.
He bites his tongue, metaphorically, as he sits back on his heels and stares at Gojo. He looks different from the man who had been left behind, which makes sense from what Sumina had told him; the Gojo-sensei of this place came from the prison realm.
Gojo doesn't know, and Yuji doesn't intend to tell him a single thing.
Rubbing at his face, he breathes out sharply. ]
I'm glad you're here, Gojo-sensei. I missed you, so much.
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[ That might be because Yuji had 1) crashed into a wall and started bleeding from his nose and 2) had a breakdown on him, in a similar vein to his Gojo-based breakdown. Neither of those things could be described as a happy reunion, despite the butterfly joy he feels inside of him, bubbling up. It might have been enough to chase away his sadness, if he was less buried in grief and heartache.
He bites his tongue, metaphorically, as he sits back on his heels and stares at Gojo. He looks different from the man who had been left behind, which makes sense from what Sumina had told him; the Gojo-sensei of this place came from the prison realm.
Gojo doesn't know, and Yuji doesn't intend to tell him a single thing.
Rubbing at his face, he breathes out sharply. ]
I'm glad you're here, Gojo-sensei. I missed you, so much.