Ichiro sighed. "You should really cut that habit. Just smoke near the door so your accursed flames do not set my chemicals aflame. Even with the enhancements my body has, I won't be able to endure an explosion the size of a nuclear bomb at this close of range." He nodded and sat back, watching his friend as he smoked. "Zasso...how is he? Is he harmed? What of the other student who was inflicted by the curse?"