Gokudera lets Yasusada go as soon as he speaks. Oh.

“Shit.” He scratches the back of his neck and looks off to the side. “Yeah, wrong person.”

There had to have been something else that drew him to this person. Gokudera looks him over, but because of all this magic and the masks, he can’t honestly tell if he’s ever met this person before or not.

“It’s just a title… Who are you?”