Nanami nods. It makes sense that he doesn't know everything Gojo did, everything he set up and didn't show off. As much of a show off as Gojo is, he's also competent at what he does. The problem, the weakness this conversation reveals, is that he still made himself the lynch pin. No way to make sure it all stuck without him. Then again, no one expected to be without Gojo. Nanami knows better, now.

"I'll need to talk with Okkatsu," Nanami says. Something really wrong. He can't do anything about it, but it's harder to help people from a place of ignorance. That context will still help him support the students here. Whatever it is they are facing. The fire spirit. Patchwork face. The fake Geto. Sukuna. There's so many dangers. If any more of them were handled that night, Nanami has no way of knowing, not until he talks more with people.

"Shibuya was an extraordinary case," Nanami says, "A first grade sorcerer was the bare minimum to make any difference whatsoever. Even then—" Nanami shakes his head. Honestly, they got lucky with Fushiguro Toji showing up. They might have escaped the domain, but they likely still all would have died. The fire special grade, though, he might have— Nanami hopes not. Naobito and Maki weren't there when he came to. Someone must have taken them to Shoko. They have a chance.

"I understand that feeling. We lost, we had to have lost, most of the civilians. We lost so many assistant managers," Nanami sighs. He was able to get Ichiji to Shoko and saved Nitta. It's not much, but he won't forget what they did manage to do. None of them should. Yet he doesn't blame Inumaki for... well... feeling like he didn't accomplish anything in the end. Because Sukuna took that away from him.

"We don't always make a difference, but the fact we try matters."