[ fushiguro megumi is no itadori yuuji. obviously. ask him what the difference between him and yuuji is, and megumi will say this: megumi always chooses, based on his personal scale. despite his statement backfiring on him, megumi's stance doesn't waver: he's relieved. sukuna staying quiet is a good thing for yuuji, and this, to him, is important.
his hands are still knit on his knees. they're still— maybe too still. ]
No. [ first things first. ] We're the only people from our world here, that I know of. But I've met others like you; people with other consciousnesses in them.
Not Curses. Not like Sukuna.
[ there's one other person that megumi has met here that reminds him of yuuji— a playful older woman housing something under her skin. but he doesn't bring that up, because... well.
of course megumi doesn't. this is already a situation that's far from ideal, and he's not going to add to the pile if he can help it. shifting on the stool, he rights his posture. ] Itadori. Try to digest this situation one fact at a time. [ "don't overload yourself right out of the gate." ]
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his hands are still knit on his knees. they're still— maybe too still. ]
No. [ first things first. ] We're the only people from our world here, that I know of. But I've met others like you; people with other consciousnesses in them.
Not Curses. Not like Sukuna.
[ there's one other person that megumi has met here that reminds him of yuuji— a playful older woman housing something under her skin. but he doesn't bring that up, because... well.
of course megumi doesn't. this is already a situation that's far from ideal, and he's not going to add to the pile if he can help it. shifting on the stool, he rights his posture. ] Itadori. Try to digest this situation one fact at a time. [ "don't overload yourself right out of the gate." ]