[Well, wasn't this familiar? It felt like just yesterday that he was nearly pulling the tongue out of one of these licker monsters-- oh, ahaha, wait. It was just yesterday, wasn't it? Different scenery, maybe, and less guilt about beating up a 'date', but doing repeat performances, especially for cannon fodder monsters, tended to get old.

He was tempted to bust out his Spirit Gun and just put it out of it's misery, but-- after his disastrous encounter elsewhere in the jungle, he didn't want to get any non-crazy bystanders hurt in the process.

Thankfully, he didn't have to struggle with the idea for too long, as the creature is suddenly squashed by a mysterious figure falling from up above! Yusuke quickly shifts to a fighting stance, ready to attack in case this person wasn't particularly friendly, when recognition flits across his face.]

Ha, yeah, tell me about it! They were a bitch to take down in those small-ass classrooms.

[But he grins, relaxing a little from his tense position.]

Took me a second to recognize you with clothes on, though.

[YUSUKE??? NO????]