His absence wasn’t tolerated by most as he had expected, but Ryoji couldn’t say he minded much. The birth of the two forces was from his sorrows and supposedly he took responsibility for his actions, what good would it do for those who’ve suffered just as much? While Jinah had her rights for berating him and his odd tendencies to disappear from time to time, Ryoji had his own reasons as well. The avatar tapped his index finger against his chin, eyes cast upwards in contemplation over the angel’s words. There was every bit of truth in her - not that he expected any less from a pure angel, of course, but she did strike him as a little odd for butting into his familial business. Then again, he’d been gone for Nyx-knows-how long so perhaps he should withhold his ill temper for the lack of a better judgment currently at hand’s grasp. 

    They were clearly at a crossroad, though he certainly did contemplate on telling the female where he had been all this time; but perhaps that wasn’t the smartest route to take which prompted the male to take the safer one as usual. “But they’re all right, I presume?” Not like Death and Zelo could be harmed to the point of extermination anyway, so Ryoji never quite worried that much. And besides, avoiding Jinah’s questions came naturally; he tilted his head and offered her a smile of truce. “I’ll go see them if it bothers you so much, Nana.”