Toji’s never been one for companionship — he’s hated the Zenin’s for as long as he’s been alive. He left the clan, went rogue and paid his way through rough and nasty jobs. He doesn’t *need* anybody. He knows how to survive — until he met you. Now it feels like he knows how to live. He knows how to breathe easy. You eased something in him — a kindred spirit is what he found in you. Somebody who understands him to his core.