Heiji was growing visibly tense, but he kept his temper in check. Unlike the boy, Homura had a bit more practice at it. It helped that Hijikata's attitude was nothing he hadn't seen before, or that he was willing to accept whatever choice the man made. He hadn't been lying when he told Hijikata that he wanted him with the History Club. But that was only effective so long as the man was willing to join them, and devote himself to the goals they had in common.

"I don't know anything about you." Homura grinned easily, even as Hijikata's bluster gave way to pure annoyance. "Except that you have the type of personality I like. That's reason enough for me."

"As for who I am," Homura still spoke with the same easy confidence, though he knew Hijikata might well call him crazy when he heard the answer. "I'm a god, and the Toushin Taishi of Heaven. The War Prince chosen to fight for the gods, and the only being in the Heavens allowed to kill. Which I did for five-hundred years until I decided to fight for my own goals instead." Perfect honesty, even if it wasn't going to be received that way.

The puppy's bark, at the very least, was growing impressive. He liked the face the boy showed when he defended his position, and the pride in his voice, and gave a nod towards Heiji. "Well put."