Kousyxe nodded at Demyx's descriptions, taking in the logic of it all. The idea of leaving an opponent blinded and choking? That was interesting, that was something that hadn't occurred to him - perhaps it never would have occurred to the person he once was, especially not in such a cool, calm discussion. He knew that his powers weren't as flashy as some of what he'd seen in the past, what he'd (or what Jiraiya'd) used: he'd have to learn to get creative.

"Yeah, makes sense," he replied. "I don't particularly want to get beaten down either! So we're going to work on all that sort of stuff?" A pause, and he nodded. "I can do that."

He'd have to do it, wouldn't he?