[ He doesn't jump or start with the hands on his shoulder. He purposely continues to stare out at the park, like attempting to punish him by ignoring the action. However, he lets out a puff of air before tipping his head back slightly.

Ah, it is good to see him smiling and without worries. His chin lifts a little as he watches him carefully. To accept the burden of being a vessel, of being a jujutsu sorcerer, of the lives lost due to both... it should not have to be that way.

His expression does not betray his thoughts, but when does it ever. He only breathes out a small sigh before finally addressing him. ]

I believe I mentioned not to call me that, Itadori-kun. [ And that's all he has to say about that! ] I wish the setting was better but this is the best that can be done.

[ A beat. ] There is something important I wish to discuss with you. [ He makes a small gesture with his hand. ] Please take a seat.