At first Kamina stood there, confident smirk plastered on his face, practically proclaiming to the whole world that he would take it on without a second thought. When the other figure walks over, he raises an eyebrow behind his glasses, while he looked like he was just waiting for an opponent, he really did have some particular business he wanted to see taken care of.

It probably didn't help that by some odd bit of fate, he couldn't get a look at the other person's face. "Oi kid! Clear the hell outta here! I got some business I gotta take care of and I ain't got time to curb-stomp a random punk!"

"This is supposed to be a meeting between men!" What wasn't added was his thought that echoed to himself about not wanting to be disappointed about that intent.