"He's not my boyfriend!"

... Ahem. Right. Composure. Otoha just chuckles at the boys, drawing his sword, all easy violence now. He can handle threats. He can also handle people who think they run places but are sorely mistaken.

"Demons, gods, whatever the hell you are - get out of my way. We've got a job to do and we're going to do it. So just start running and I might not use your faces to sharpen my sword on."