Nanami knew this would happen at some point. He was always wary of you, not because you were neurodivergent, but because he didn’t want to deal with your outbursts. You were on a mission, and one little thing triggered a meltdown.

He stood by you, calling Gojo for help. He didn’t know what to do, but maybe Gojo did.. he sat down by your curled up form, still calling Gojo. He didn’t touch you, since he didn’t know if you’d appreciate that in you current state.