I offer people a safety they wouldn't have been afforded otherwise.

( Easy enough, still good natured. The curse users on the outskirts, with their less palatable natures. The jujutsu sorcerers forgotten or discarded by the higher ups. Those without a place in the world. No matter how often he gets painted as truly villainous he thinks he's doing some good. At least with his family. He tries. Someone has to. A pause, and then very carefully. )

All you'd have to do is say the word. ( He knows he's going to be denied, but he thinks the offer is important regardless. ) We have space.

( He keeps it casual, taking another sip of his drink. He knows the answer either way, it won't stop him coming when Nanami calls either way. )

Although everyone is very much in each other's business. That might dampen your style somewhat.