[h1]Gintoki[/h1]
Gintoki massaged his forehead at the girl's comments, trying to figure out how to explain things to her in such a way that he didn't look like a complete coward. But with the way this girl was acting, that much much easier said than done. But the offer of something to get him did help a bit.

"Some water... Would probably be nice." he said, sighing. "I don't care much for that vampire loli, but something else here is... Putting me off."

Well, that definitely could've come out better. He was almost certain now that that Frankenmaid would misinterpret things...
Again.

[h3]Touma[/h3]

"What misfortuuuune!" Touma shouted at the top of his lungs as the broom lost all vertical velocity and started plummeting the to ground. The added momentum of him swinging earlier cause him to be launched not at the concrete streets below, but the dirt gardens that lined them instead.  Barely managing to cushion his fall by tumbling on the dirt, Touma ended up rolling a bit too little and ended up with his face (and mouth) full of dirt. Of course, even falling on dirt from that sort of height would cause some pain, so Touma was left there feeling like half his bones were broken while he tried to spit out the stuff that had found its way into his mouth. Slowly pushing himself off the dirt and spitting out whatever he could onto the ground, Touma tried as fast as he could to get to Marisa's hat.

"I'll explain in a bit, but first I'll be taking Othinus back." he said, moving to take the hat off of Marisa's head with his right hand.

[h3]Othinus[/h3]
Othinus was not pleased with the sudden barrage of objects flying left and right at her face, and even less so at the giant book that smacked into her.

"Ow..." she muttered as she pushed the book of of her small body. Still recovering from the shock of the volume that rammed into her, it took Othinus a few seconds before the realized that the book she had pushed off of herself was wide open and showed a picture of--!

"Wh-wh-wh-what is this lewd--!?" she stammered before flipping the book shut and backing away from it. "That girl must be some sort of deviant if she has that sort of material in here!"

Of course, the sudden rearrangement of goods in the pocket dimension meant that it'd probably be a bit easier to find something to force her way out. Hopefully.

[h1]Hazama[/h1]

Okay, now this was just starting to get out of hand. Flaying his skin? Yeah, fuck that. At this point, it was probably better to just let her do the job on her own and save him some trouble. And pain. Probably both.

"Ahaha, okay... How about I skip the whole 'peeling the skin off of me' bit and just send you off to do the job instead?" he asked, backing a bit away from Seiga and her potato peeler. "Especially with a rusty utensil. Actually, what the heck would that friend of yours do that would change the situation? It's looking to be more trouble than it's worth, honestly."

Well, if she did accept he'd probably have time to go hunting for a suitable world to set up a cauldron at so he could get to smelting a new weapon. if she didn't, though... This would probably take much more time than he was allotting himself. He'd have to pull back and send someone else in to take them down instead, then...