Jake raised an eyebrow at Other-Joshua's... disposition.

"Sheesh, kid, who pissed in your cereal?"

Then again, given that the kid was clearly a Nobody himself, it was obvious he'd be a sourpuss.

Still, he got the story, so no need to ask again. Still, this promised to be an interesting ride, so he had better get ready to go. Besides, it seemed that the tournament was a loss; too much damage had been done to the arena to fix it back up in time. He guessed they were lucky they weren't banned from the area for life.

First things first, though. He turned to Satoko.

"So," he spoke up, "you're Satoko, right? Sorry about the mess. Tournament getting cut short and all. I [i][b]was[/b][/i] going to be your opponent in the first round, but it looks like we're going to have to take a rain check on that one. Maybe we can spar some other time?"