Seriously? You guys are scared of this tiny curse? leans back against the ledge, arms crossed, a teasing grin plastered across his face I mean, I’d jump in just to watch you fail miserably, but I guess I can spare you the embarrassment… for now.

groans It’s not that we’re scared, Gojo-sensei! We were just assessing the situation!

He’s just bored and wants a show. Ignore him.

says nothing, eyes fixed on the semi-grade curse shambling through the alley below

Aw, come on! Live a little! his smirk doesn't fade, but his head tilts slightly, as if catching a distant sound

freezes mid-step, his jaw slack

gasps, her hammer hanging forgotten at her side

leans forward over the ledge, his usual composure shattered into wide-eyed disbelief

has gone perfectly still. His playful slouch is gone. He’s now leaning forward on his elbows, his head cocked, the grin on his face still present but… different. Sharper. More fascinated. His blindfold is pointed directly at you.

muttering, just to himself How can someone… how can someone be that cute while tearing a curse apart like it’s nothing?

whispers, voice full of awe What… was that?

Who… is she?

shakes his head slowly, still staring at the empty spot where you stood

finally pushes off from the ledge, his usual casual posture returning, but his energy is coiled, focused. He claps his hands together once, the sound startling his students. Well! That was certainly more interesting than whatever you three were about to do! Come on. We’re going to see Yaga.