Mokuren's eyes blazed as her team mate was quickly devolving into 'most recent fix'. He said they where not going to go at it gladiatorial style, and even got her name wrong. She herself wasn't listening to Ozpin and so didn't know her target's name, but there was quite a good reason for that. This human on the other hand didn't seem to have anything wrong with him, except his brain. That thing was clearly damaged if he thought to complain at something as minute and meaningless as a team name. He was even grinning. If Mokuren tried to grin right now, she'd terrify any onlooker that cared to onlook. It grated her nerves, and those where already under a lot of strain. She gripped the sword at her side tightly for a few seconds, before letting it go and swishing her tail erratically.

"No, we aren't going at it gladiatorial style. That would imply you have a fair chance, and as such would be stupid. But if you do want to know more about me, then maybe you can get a better set of priorities. The name of our team is fleeting and has no grasp on the mortal realm. And I really don't see what problem you have with Gilgamesh anyway. He sounds like an interesting person" Mokuren replied, trying not to bare her teeth at him. In such a situation, the sharp, carnivorous fangs probably wouldn't be taken the right way. "And if you wish for my name, then you should have listened to the professor"