Behind that large, eggplant, was Ouroboros. Shaking his head. "Pansy? You are obviously the pansy. Plant boy." Ouroboros stated as he shook his fist in the air. Kicking a rock over to the side. This blizzard was intense. That was for sure. He then talked to bean. His arms folded. Breathing inwards slowly. "Okay betch, gimme what I told you. Or imma smack you down. With the pimp no jutsu." He stated with a laugh. Bean was after all, the only person in the Seven Swordsman who was his friend. The rest where suspicious. Those douches. Not trustworthy or reliable. But it mattered not. Bean was finally back. Fun times.