"Oh, yeah, and that. But he wasn't in any danger of that, unless you were going to eat him. Then he'd be very sad." Even though Homura was letting the topic of Hijikata drop for now, Okita needed the continued levity. Hijikata Toshirou was going to be a problem for him. He wasn't the same person Okita had sworn to follow along with Kondou, but he was still the Vice Commander of the Shinsengumi and that warranted attention. What kind of attention was the issue, however. Did he casually keep an eye on him while sticking to his duties under Homura's command? Or did he follow Hijikata's word as if he were the real Vice Commander? Or...?

Without realizing it, Okita had fallen behind in the conversation. Nataku - the former Toushin Taishi - had chosen death rather than to complete his mission. To die in battle or at one's own hands were the only honorable ways to go, and it fit a man of war well. Or a boy of war. Kenren and Homura would be watching over this boy-prince apparently - something which caught Okita's interest. The gods were particularly protective of their own. He'd seen it when Kenren hovered over Homura following his torture and he was likely going to see it twofold now that this Nataku had appeared. It was a chance to see a different side of his commander - a gentler side, perhaps. Rather than push Nataku's buttons as Homura did with most people, he was going to try a different tactic.

"Do you wish for me to speak to him about the club then? Or merely meet with him and get my opinion?" Okita tilted his head as he watched Homura tap the little fry man. Then he set about making friends out of the remainder of his food. The fish was all but gone now and he didn't feel like eating anything else. Talk of Hijikata had robbed him of his appetite. "Or just play with him? I like the last option best - just letting you know."