[ He doesn't even like cleaning up his own messes, so why would he bother cleaning up someone else's? Truthfully, more than anything else, he's curious to catch up on the events that he missed just prior to his arrival. His timing couldn't have been worse — had he arrived just a few days earlier, he would've loved to square off with Garuda and test the limits of his powers, dampened though they may be.

...Something he's still annoyed about, the notion that anyone would think to limit him, but those are chains he'll have to try to break with time. For now...

For now, some punk-ass bird kids gave him the puppy dog eyes while asking for his help cleaning up some trees. How do birds even do that?! Beats him, but — whatever, it's not like he was especially busy, anyway. Gives him an opportunity to flex!

And so flex he does, in the figurative sense, walking nonchalantly back towards the dock from the forest with a bundle of downed trees hovering in the air behind him. He has his hands in his pockets, but there's no question that he's the one "carrying" them. He's also not paying a tremendous amount of attention to the clearance of the trees, and very easily might clock someone right in the head, or nearly so. ]

Oi. Heads up.

[ So he says, after the fact... ]

[ With his good deed (rather unwillingly) done for the day, Gojo has earned himself a little treat. He's a big proponent of little treat culture, especially when it benefits himself most of all.

Those turtle buns might be meant to cheer Eltrut up, but no one's gonna miss one right? Or two, or three...actually, he's leaning over a fresh pan and loading up an armful with no shame to be found, in front of god and everyone.

If he catches someone giving him a look, he'll stick his tongue out at them right back. ]

Go find your own. I made these myself!

[ ...He helped a little. ]

[ Given the regular hijinks he experienced in Hotel Caelum on top of all sorts of regular jujutsu sorcerer bullshit, being transformed into a merman is a new one. That said, as usual, he adapts quickly, as he must if he's to make the most out of taking this form. Rather than immediately contributing to any of the efforts to rebuild relationships with the merfolk, Gojo instead swims his way to the jellyfish forest, seeking danger that he can test his mettle and skill against. Even without using his jujutsu, he bets he can swim through these jellyfish without touching a single one.

...Of course, such feats aren't as much to appreciate solo, so instead, he'll wave down anyone who happens to be swimming nearby. ]

Heyyyy. Wanna race? First one stung by a jelly is a rotten egg.

[ Frankly, it would be a disservice to everyone if he didn't accept the solemn responsible of donning a maid outfit, and he is nothing if not...a generous soul (citation needed).

If you happen to find yourself at the Boar and Cock tonight and aren't dressed up, Gojo is more than prepared to offer a little bit of persuasion, propping one leg up on the nearest table, jabbing you squarely in the chest with the handled end of his feather duster. ]

Booooo! C'mon, you're ruining the holiday spirit! [ What holiday is it again? ] Not afraid of a little fresh breeze, are you?

[ The way he's grinning is absolutely the way a predator bears its fangs at its prey. If you decide to protest...you just may have one long battle ahead of you. ]

[ For anything else! I'm open to just about any prompt, so feel free to wildcard me! If you want to plot something else, feel free to hit me up at the CR meme or through the game discord! ]