Time started to resume, as you woke up. You got pretty injured in a more recent fight. You found yourself under a tree, the moon shining upon your eyes. You sighed a bit, smiling to yourself. Out of pretty much nowhere, you felt a soft hand on your shoulder. You didn't care enough to turn, as you hear his voice. It was Gojo.

"Hey, seems ya got yourself hurt." He muttered out, stating the obvious like the imbecile he is. Before you could say any witty remarks, he had picked you up. "Guess we should get you back to Shoko, huh?" He said through a chuckle.