'Damn it. I knew that was a bad idea.' Gregorio mentally cursed as that wasn't the best answer and he rubbed his head again, a nervous habit that he was possibly unknowingly giving away to Katsuro. He made a small tch sound, he hadn't remembered if Katsuro remembered seeing the slap marks on his face a few days ago. "Eh, I don't think a woman could stand me." he muttered as he rubbed his cheek, the mark was gone but he still feel the faint sting of it. He looked at Katsuro, "What about you? You got a woman?" he asked, changing the subject was something he needed now.