
He yawned as he wandered about mindlessly, not caring about his destination. He was searching for his missing companions, and so far, he'd only found Gojyo, only for the kappa to (once again) disappear. "Why do I even care?" he grumbled to himself. No, he wasn't worried. All of his companions could take care of themselves perfectly fine without him, but because of this journey of his, they were all necessary parts. They had all be separated before, but in the end, they had all somehow still gotten together, as though tied by some bond that they openly denied existed but did. His training taught him to see these things, and therefore he knew, in the back of his mind, that even though he always fought with them, they were powerful together and they always watched each other's backs.
He grumbled again. "I don't give a **** anymore," he snorted, coming to a rest as he checked his surroundings. He was by himself, like he wanted. But damn it all, he was hating the fact he felt lonely, not to mention he was bored. At least if his companions were around, and though they fought, they kept each other from being bored half to death. It was one of few things he personally appreciated about his "friends," but never said so aloud. Why should he? They were all for their own, and not for each other... and though they said that aloud, it was what kept them alive. "Stupid kappa, running out on me," he finally growled. Why did he bother!?