... Whilst Daisuke wanted to have a say on this, or at least express his negative opinion on such riskful mission given that most Jinchuuriki, if not all of them, were in fact pretty young and inexperienced, and thus emotions and various other reasons could be something which would make this whole mission be seen as insanity, he just couldn't. He was timid, and there was many shinobi in here; thus, the general was a bit... Intimidating, if that word fits in this sense. Sighing to himself, the boy stood himself as soon as it was said that the meeting was over. His tired eyes gazed upon the other jinchuurikis; what were they like. His hand ran through his blonde hair, the boy quietly shuffling his feet around as he turned himself towards the exit. 

He placed his left hand inside his pocket, while the other moved to grip the cloak which covered his body. The pearl-blue eyes then gazed upon the boy who stated that he was a former konoha-nin, a huff escaping the ichibi-jinchuuriki. 

"Was konohagakure's shinobi evil?" The question came out as childish, but it wasn't; it was pure curiosity. The more Daisuke thought about this, the less interested he was in infiltrating a village like that. It was filled with other children, with innocent people and everything else. What if he lost control of Ichibi and rampaged into the village, killing everyone in his path? What if he slept? What if... So many of those, he should learn to ignore these thoughts, but for now, he simply could.