[When the image comes through, he... blinks at it. It Doesn't explain much of anything. Nothing he'd like to know, at least.]

Thanks for the... warning?

[Hm. How to put it briefly.]

Right at the end of November. Tensions running high. I was stressed. Not many places I could just casually go chatting with a dead guy. We all ended up in Mementos and... I started a fight.

Me against him. My two against his set, no holds barred. Sidelines only allowed to step in if there was an emergency. Which there wasn't, by the way, and he only made that rule because one of us doesn't have any healing abilities.