After moments of silence, Greg got off of Katsuro as there wasn't any more of a reason to pummel him. He dealt with that flack on a daily basis with the family. But with Katsuro, a complete stranger also adding salt to the wound, he just made it less bearable, less bearable if he'd have to continue seeing him in such a nice park like this. He did notice the tattoo, odd tat for an odd man. He made a 'tch' sound as he brushed himself off. "Ass." he said to Katsuro. He was still looking angry, maybe humiliated as well. Even if he dealt with it on a daily basis, it still didn't help him feel better about himself. Even if he was a mobster, someone who had to be cold blooded, for Greg it seemed that was hard to keep internally.