Ryouko had obviously followed them from when they left the cafeteria, silent, his headphones blasting music into his ears. He already knew what they would be doing simply by looking around the arena, and his smile didn't even fade. He didn't care much for fighting, but if it was Mandatory...Then he didn't have a choice.
Growing up on the streets had taught him hand to hand, and various styles of fighting with weapons. The neighborhood he grew up in wasn't a nice place, and he began to scratch at his sleeve softly, focused and prepared. He didn't think anyone knew what he could do...He didn't even know his opponent. Better to hide his abilities for now, he supposed, rather than give anyone an advantage over him.
He pulled his headphones off finally, glancing at the other people. 'Hmm..I wonder who I'm up against..' He thought in silence. Then he heard Damien speaking and held up a hand, halfway.