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[stresspoint]

Mm. Well, I already agreed to visit.

[ Is it a bad idea? Probably. He knows what he'll be getting into, and walking right into the lion's den is risky, but he can't stop himself. Maybe he does want to see Geto, and he's in the unique position to do so under the higher up's radar. Doesn't Gojo want to know how he's doing?

It's fine. It's all fine. ]

What would I need to do?

[gorb]

( Bad ideas all round, it seems, because instead of shutting the idea down he instead just pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a half laugh. )

Just tell me which one you're going to. I'll be there. No strings, no herculean tasks.

[stresspoint]

You're not going to make me bring an offering?

[ He was definitely paying more attention than he'll admit. Sleeping with his followers is one thing, but being constantly distracted by discussions of Geto himself is too much of an admission. ]

Next Wednesday. Since I have an invitation, I don't want to waste it.

[gorb]

( Wow Nanami, focus on the orgasms and not Geto's slow derailment from reality. )

The donation plate gets passed around, what you do with that information is up to you.

Next Wednesday then.

[stresspoint]

[ That was what his partners said too. Unfortunately he's far too tense to really relax most of the time. It was a good attempt? ]

I'm not helping fund that. I just want to talk.

[gorb]

( If only any of them knew how, things might have been much different. )

Fine, bring me something sweet. That's an offering, right? And then after we can talk.

[stresspoint]

[ No one can predict the future. If they had just done things differently, maybe they would have better lives, but it's easy to say that after the fact. Suffering always has a way of coloring judgment. ]

All right. I'll bring an offering.

[ For him, not his cause. For his old friend. ]

[gorb]

Then everything will be fine.

I'll see you next Wednesday, try not to be late.

( And until then, Nanami might want to keep an eye out for tasteful postcards that aren't signed appearing in his mailbox. )

[stresspoint]

Right.

[ He remains dry, but he's going to keep those postcards carefully saved. ]