"Aaaah?" What came from Gojyo more or less sounded like a downright disappointment. His shoulders drooped as he pushed himself to a stand, sulking with a heavy huff of his breath.

As much as it was a detour, he couldn't deny that the prospect of a fight was enough to get his adrenalin running in a way he hadn't expected. It was a familiar sensation, one he enjoyed.

But like a good tourist, he listened to his guide. Not at all startled by the rather scary look Bishop had been giving off as he casually threatened the rest of the oni crew.

"Yer the prim and proper type, eh? The type that follows tight schedules and the like?" Gojyo casually stepped on the blue oni's head as he said that, digging his heel into the side of his temple as a warning to stay down, before casually kicking at the back of his scalp while he turned back towards Bishop. "Didn't know there was somewhere we had to be. Did you have something planned?"

Funny. Gojyo noticed his strength wasn't quite what it usually was with that fight. Was it repressed again?