[Confused, he gives Zenitsu a Look.]

I don't want them to be here. They belong back home.

[The war was over. The dust was settling. Everyone was learning to rebuild and move forward and find their new direction. They deserve rest and peace. Not this.

Still, he doesn't actually want to be on his own here.]

But if anyone from my world does show up, they'd probably, um... sound like me? They'd be half-gods, too.