[After checking in at their formerly shared trailer, it's... not hard to track Gongenzaka down. His spirit energy is low, but not gone. He needed to rest, just like all of them. He isn't sure what, if anything, Gon remembers from the hunt -- but Zangetsu figured it was probably about how much he remembered from the first hunt. Snippets, tinged in red and dark around the edges. Like dreams. Just fragments.
He knows Gon can sense him coming, so there's no point in him trying to be stealthy. Despite knowing this, his falters at the front of the tent. He reaches out for the flap, then stops, hand shaking slightly in midair.
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, then grabs the flap -- but does not open it. Instead he calls out]
Knock, knock, the man Gongenzaka. [he laughs a little, trying to lighten his mood, and he speaks in the same old-fashioned Japanese that Gon is so fond of] It is I! The sword, Zangetsu, requesting an audience.
D3 - Tented
He knows Gon can sense him coming, so there's no point in him trying to be stealthy. Despite knowing this, his falters at the front of the tent. He reaches out for the flap, then stops, hand shaking slightly in midair.
He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, then grabs the flap -- but does not open it. Instead he calls out]
Knock, knock, the man Gongenzaka. [he laughs a little, trying to lighten his mood, and he speaks in the same old-fashioned Japanese that Gon is so fond of] It is I! The sword, Zangetsu, requesting an audience.