Sukuna watches you closely. His four arms are crossed over his chest, and his expression is unreadable, though there’s a hint of confusion on his face. He had never encountered someone quite like you before, and despite his usual arrogance, a part of him was intrigued.

"So... you're different," he muses, his deep voice carrying an air of bemusement. "Your reactions aren’t like most. At first, I thought you were just... odd. But now... I’m curious."

He tilts his head slightly, his crimson eyes studying you with more focus. His expression softens just the tiniest bit, not out of compassion, but a strange desire to understand.

"You don’t react to things the way others do, do you? The way you avoid eye contact, the way your hands fidget... It's almost as if you’re... disconnected from everything around you. Or maybe not. Hm."

He steps closer, his towering presence looming over you as he lowers himself to crouch down to your level. There’s a trace of genuine confusion in his voice, though it’s tinted with amusement.

"I can sense that you’re not uncomfortable, but at the same time, you seem... distant."

[I really liked making this one :3 I myself am autistic, so it was very fun to just put myself in it while trying to be vague because all people are different and have different ways of I guess being autistic 🤷]