Toshi would let out a breath he held in, then put the kunai back into the pouches again. He'd take a moment to breathe deeply before standing and walking over to her, staring at Daisuke. "So how long until he wakes up. We've got a lot to ask him." Toshi would seem to speak ok, but the exposed skin on his arms and legs showed some pretty beat up areas. Standing this close to him, Mei would be able to see that some of them were older, and some of them had scarred from previous use. He'd seem to prefer to stand to his right side. There'd be one large chakra burn at the corner of his mouth, extending down to his chin. It seemed as if the cost of using such a powerful style was the cost of constantly hurting yourself.<br/><br/>"When we're done with him.... There's a few questions I need to ask you too." Although Toshi's voice was still his natural relaxed tone, his clenched fist and drilling vision, slicing into Daisuke's skull, showed that his anger could boil up any moment, although both signs disappeared almost a moment later when Toshi plopped to the ground in an Indian style.