"What's there to think about?" Cho didn't want him to cut his hair, and Gojyo's not going to let that go -- at least, not until he understands why. Cho was a shinki, so it couldn't have been a cultural thing, which meant it was probably personal. But was it something that had happened to Cho in the time he'd been here, as a shinki? Or was it actually personal just to Gojyo?

He spread the towel out further with his boot, to get the last traces of spilled water in the corner behind the sink.

"I'm a shinki." He put a little extra weight on the word. "If I start second-guessing every thought I have, I'll never do anything."