Gojo had let his morbid curiosity for the surface world get the better of him, likely for the last time. Finding himself ensnared in a net suspended above the water by a ship.

He thrashed about in a terrified and frantic manner as the more he squirmed the tighter the ropes grew around him, constricting his movement. His orange tail shimmering in the searing sun as it whipped around, the bright sky almost blinding, squinting to look towards his captor

You, the captain of said ship.