It makes sense, all of it right down to the scratches. Yamamoto's brain just refuses to let him process it here and now. For some reason this piece of information is being stored, he never forgets but he can think of something else till he has time to figure himself out. Being young can be fun but it can be hard, it is the way a person grows. He is bound to learn something about himself from everything he goes through here. Even learning that his friends had been intimate.

Yamamoto chuckles, he can not imagine Hibari wanting to fight in a way that did not get his hands dirty. He would have chosen a different weapon than the tonfa if that was his style, in the swordsman's opinion. Good, at least Gokudera got his licks in. Yamamoto does not like the thought of one-sided fights. Though he knows, Hibari doesn't like them either. It is easier to think of the two of them fighting than the other part.

" You two would be able to find a place to fight... " The twist of his lips, the glint in his eyes, and the fondness in his voice say it all. The rest of it may confuse him, this part, the pair fighting each other to release their pent up energy, that makes sense and sounds like the two Guardians. Mr. Middleman over here knows all about Guardians fighting.