Any towel it was! Gojyo grabbed the nearest one off the rack and dropped it into the puddle, using the toe of his boot to mop up the mess. With his attention on the floor, he completely missed any discomfort or strange looks Cho might have sent his way.

"For this," he replied, plucking one long strand off his face and holding it out away from his head. His hair was really long! What kind of a man let his hair get this long, he wondered. Was he just that into heavy metal? "It's getting in my face, so I'm gonna chop it off." He paused, and considered the mess that would make. "Don't worry, I'll do it outside." Cho clearly kept the temple clean, and Gojyo could respect that, as strange as the concept was.