He frowns for a moment, but then it clicks what Doku's talking about, and Gojyo shakes his head.

"I stay off that thing," he says, with a grimace of disgust. "My second day here I tried answerin' some kid's question, right? Little shit started talking sex talk at me." His shudder is theatrical, but the feeling of being grossed out is clearly real.

But enough of that topic! "But if somebody's keeping track of when people arrive and when they vanish, that sounds like as good a place to start as any!" He rubs at his mouth with two fingers -- his body still wants him to be a smoker, and it's getting harder and harder to ignore the ingrained habit. "You said his name was Deku?"