He was no longer Yoko, not as often, but he'd learned his lesson hard that day and never forgot it. He kept emotion out of all his plans, all his objectives... save this time.
This time he was furious. He was furious and elated and out for blood. No one chained up his bat and got away with it. No one. And he was going to show them exactly what happened when someone dared attempt it.
He turned to Kid, giving a mental message to his plants to protect the other thief as he did so, once they'd arrived in a thankfully deserted section of the castle. "Keep a sharp eye. These are demons, and they will not hesitate."
Barely waiting for an answer, he pulled a rose out of his long silver hair and wordlessly transformed it into his Rose Whip. "I'm going for Kuronue."