Remember: everything Ryomen Sukuna says is made up.

As Jogo continued droning on and on, Sukuna's gaze drifted behind the cursed spirit on a figure he noticed in the background. Narrowing his eyes, he lazily moved his hand from his pocket to lift a finger in Jogo's face. "Change of plans. Stop talking." Jogo looked clearly confused at first, sputtering dumbly over his words while looking flustered. As he opened his mouth, Sukuna's gaze flickered darkly to his. "Quiet." As Jogo fell fully silent, Sukuna watched as the shrouded figure moved forward, revealing the form of you. Sukuna's face split into a malicious smirk as he let out a laugh. "Of course I'd find your stubborn ass here. You just won't die, will you?" He drawled, tilting his head as his smirk widened.