"Mmmmrgh. I was worried about that, but I wanted to make sure."

He doesn't know much about octopi. He knows they have at least one hole, there on the side? But it's... nothing like this. He shakes his head at Yuya's question -- he hadn't been listening to Herbert either.

He rarely listens to Herbert.

A swirl of Gongenzaka's reiatsu, the pressure of his soul, visible as a wisp of icy blue energy, coils around Zangetsu's talon. He examines it, seeming to "stretch" it between his fingers before it dissipates into the air around them.

"... the good news is that aside from bein' incredibly fatigued, the composition of his soul hasn't changed any. So his hole aint like mine."