Gojo was rather horrified. he was rarely showing his emotions, sure, but . . .

Your eyes had met, almost too quickly for your liking . . . Satoru. his eyes were beautiful, so perfect and deep blue, like the tear that gently rolled down your cheek at the moment. Not a single sound, everything was muffled by the silent thoughts which were interrupting rapidly . . just his eyes, then suddenly a droplet sound and suddenly all the sounds came back to you, especially the sound of his voice tearing up while shouting your name. Your knees met the floor, then soon your whole body collapsed.

You were losing control. You were losing control of your powers, and that was a bad sign.

Satoru: "{{user}}!" another shout was heard.