They were part of it, yes. Haibara in particular was one of the final straws. I don't blame you for that. The Elders are pieces of shit. We all agree on that, even if we handle it in different ways.
[ Nanami pours tea for both of them, picks up his cups, and blows across the surface. ]
There's a mix of general and specifics. You and Gojo retrieved Amanai's body from the cult that paid Fushiguro Toji to kill her. I don't know what exactly that was like, but you were shaken by it. You never were the same afterward. The missions themselves didn't help. There was more and more collateral damage, more people freaking out over curses they couldn't see. Just worse.
I mean, fuck, people were worshipping the cursed spirit that— [ Nanami takes a deep breath. ] It was a lot of bad shit. You were needed, so you went and you went and you went. You, Gojo, Ieri, you hardly ever saw each other. You and Gojo were always out on missions. Ieri was busy healing other sorcerers who got hurt on missions. We were all there, but you were alone.
[ He hasn't even addressed the biggest issue around Geto leaving. ] It got bad. I don't blame you for leaving. I'd left at that point after all. Gojo wasn't suffering the way you were. He mastered keeping Limitless up at all times. He thrived off the missions. And he, he missed the way you were suffering. We all did, but the rest of us missing it wouldn't hurt like him missing it. It seems like that drove a wedge of pain that grew until it snapped.
[ Nanami looks over at Geto, watching him carefully. He remembers Geto taunting Gojo on the front lawn of the school. It was still so fucked up, so many years later. ] You needed help, and you didn't get it. From anyone.
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[ Nanami pours tea for both of them, picks up his cups, and blows across the surface. ]
There's a mix of general and specifics. You and Gojo retrieved Amanai's body from the cult that paid Fushiguro Toji to kill her. I don't know what exactly that was like, but you were shaken by it. You never were the same afterward. The missions themselves didn't help. There was more and more collateral damage, more people freaking out over curses they couldn't see. Just worse.
I mean, fuck, people were worshipping the cursed spirit that— [ Nanami takes a deep breath. ] It was a lot of bad shit. You were needed, so you went and you went and you went. You, Gojo, Ieri, you hardly ever saw each other. You and Gojo were always out on missions. Ieri was busy healing other sorcerers who got hurt on missions. We were all there, but you were alone.
[ He hasn't even addressed the biggest issue around Geto leaving. ] It got bad. I don't blame you for leaving. I'd left at that point after all. Gojo wasn't suffering the way you were. He mastered keeping Limitless up at all times. He thrived off the missions. And he, he missed the way you were suffering. We all did, but the rest of us missing it wouldn't hurt like him missing it. It seems like that drove a wedge of pain that grew until it snapped.
[ Nanami looks over at Geto, watching him carefully. He remembers Geto taunting Gojo on the front lawn of the school. It was still so fucked up, so many years later. ] You needed help, and you didn't get it. From anyone.