[[Hijikata's expression turns more and more grim as Makoto explains. So not only did he get the worst kind of reflection, but said doppelgänger went rogue in the city and involved innocent civilians in his chaos spree - that'd already have been a complete shitshow even without the emotional gut punch of it being one's own worst self. He exhales, then puts an arm around Makoto's shoulders, giving the far one a solid squeeze. After all this time, he knows that sometimes a bit simple physical support goes a long way.]

That all happened while the expedition was still out there?

[So there were few otherworlders left who would have helped the boy deal with the situation... Hijikata understands that he didn't want to endanger locals. Dealing with the Mastermind is no joke, what with how unhinged and unpredictably sado-masochistic Junko was.]

You did well, Makoto-kun. When it's between us and a native, we've always got to be their shield.

[He's not going to give him grief about not having utilised his seasonal powers more wisely to save himself as well - Makoto isn't a combatant, despite everything he's been through back home. He can't be expected to react like one in a life-or-death situation. Mukuro, though... it must be eating her up all the more that even she, the Ultimate Soldier, wasn't able to make a difference, even though she took the reflection out.]

If you want, we can practise some defense techniques so you'll have a better chance if something like that ever happens again. You winter power holders have some good options at your disposal.