[ that answer makes toji snort, though he relaxes a fraction of an inch. what a fascinating thing to say. all at once, toji wants to dig deeper, his thoughts firing off too fast for him like they always do, going a million directions at once. he's learned to focus himself in over the years, so he picks just one direction to start, the most obvious one, tucking the rest into his back pocket for later. ]

Oh? So you wouldn't kill little old me anymore given the chance? Or did you turn into one of those who doesn't consider me one of you?

[ he leans in as he speaks, their shoulders touching, peering into geto's face from bare inches away. ]