[ Chikusa just doesn't understand, okay? His self-confidence issues aren't weird at all... unusual, maybe, but totally reasonable given his situation. He's a creation, a half-made thing, bones and sinews but no heart, no intestines, a magical construct with a handful of dead man's memories designed to fight monsters under the command of another puppet. And he needs to be under the control of another, because he hasn't been given the ability to make good choices. Every choice he makes seems to end with someone suffering for it.

Well, at least this choice only ends with him embarrassed by the dick Chikusa's drawing on his face, or whatever other stupid childish shit he's come up with. Gojyo stares grimly ahead, waiting for the little bastard to get bored and move on. ]