( A bark of a laugh. A part of him, greedy and jealous, wishes he knew the kind of teacher Gojo Satoru actually was. It's not like he'd never considered it in his youth, but he'd always thought they'd be sent off on missions instead, working together for a better world. He doesn't know who the man is now. So he'll take Itadori's word on it. )

Mm, no. Also you should probably refrain from offering notorious curse users a loan of your weapons. ( Friendly enough, despite everything. ) Who knows what they might use them for.

( A glance away, to the city itself. )

I hope you find your friends. Try not to get into too much trouble. ( A quirk of his lips, an almost grin, overly dramatic. ) If word got around I was the last person to see you alive my reputation would be in tatters.