( Geto pauses, still holding on to Itadori's wrist. His gaze settles on his face, ticking to the scars and then back to his eyes. And then he smiles, it blooms slow and steady, hands shifting to tug the boy into a better hold, a quick and tight hug. )
You won.
( There's relief in his voice. He'd believed everything he said, that Itadori was capable, that he would survive, but there had still been something. A worry taking root. )
Itadori, you did it. How do you feel? ( Pulling back to look at his face again, a different concern, almost parental. ) Are you all right? Will you tell me what happened?
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You won.
( There's relief in his voice. He'd believed everything he said, that Itadori was capable, that he would survive, but there had still been something. A worry taking root. )
Itadori, you did it. How do you feel? ( Pulling back to look at his face again, a different concern, almost parental. ) Are you all right? Will you tell me what happened?