Ask him about the time he and Tim went grappling together and it was great.

The helmet Zouichi was wearing had the pleasant secondary effect of keeping the goop off of him completely, since the rest of him was, as customary, completely covered by his body armor. Come prepared, that was his motto. But he brushed aside some of the glop on his shoulderpad anyway, making a brief grimace of distaste.

"I don't really like the idea of splitting up," said Zouichi, "But if we have to..." He glanced at Sakura. "The two of us should be in different groups."

He didn't have any concerns about his own safety, as usual, but baseline humans were a different story.