[He won't argue with that one. It's a cruel world, and jujutsu society uses and discards them to accomplish their own goals. To free humanity from curses, but also so that the ones in charge can remain in charge and gain more money and influence over each other. It's all about gain, and a sorcerer like him with no family history with it can't even start to play in that political field. He's as average as they come. Nanami follows Taryon's gaze to the crowd, watching people laugh and talk about their potential future plans and dreams. If anything, he seems content watching that. It's difficult, sure, but bittersweet.]

Good people deserve to live good lives. Just because it can't be erased doesn't mean that they should suffer.

[He wonders briefly about those words. Wanting to stop. It's still a lingering feeling, but a far weaker one than before. He feels better than he did before returning the first time.]

I won't stop, but I would like to rest. Suppressing it myself might interfere with my work later, so I'd rather keep my senses and use a tool that can make it easier without inhibiting my own abilities. I know I'm asking for something unusual. If it's too much of a problem, you can stick to normal sunglasses. That would still be enough.