( It's a misstep, revulsion rising. There's something so off-putting about showing parts of himself that he would much rather keep hidden. Unfortunately Toji just happens to be that piece. He looks away from Set, out to the shoreline, steadying his thoughts for a second. )

Then you're smarter than most people here. Toji Fushiguro is not a man to trust even at the best of times. He'd sell out the people he's closest to for a leg up.

( He crosses his arms over his chest, itching for a cigarette. )

My apologies. ( Charming again, or as close as he can get. ) I shouldn't let a dead man annoy me half as much.