"You think it will?"

Not that Gojo is against any excuse to do some travelling, and in the morning he'll be more excited about going.

For now, he's got even just the slightest bit of relief. It's a start. It's something.

He draws himself against Geto, head to his chest, and sighs a relaxed breath now. He's so tired. Maybe now he can sleep a little, his eyes fluttering closed already.

"I hope it does."