[ Gojyo's disgusted snort agrees -- best not to taste things when you're slicing into people. He's learned that one the hard way himself.

He's got so many more questions, but those zombies down the street aren't going to de-soul themselves. Hoisting Hakkai by his, uh, post, so that he hangs horizontally, Gojyo heads toward the crowd. ]

If you start to get tired or hurt or anything, tell me. [ He squeezes the post emphatically. ] I need to know what your limits are like this, okay? [ It's a point he'd never have raised with person-Hakkai, but person-Hakkai can stop and sit down whenever he wants to. All this fucking responsibility... it's really exhausting.

He can't resist: ] I'm gonna use you fast and hard, so be ready.