He kept a straight face when she gave him a look, inwardly vindicated. She knew he disliked her talking about that. He had been young, and unused to non-Aburame sensibilities. In his clan, that technique would not have caused a single stir.

"Kikkai rarely tire. Why? They are constantly in motion, therefore accustomed to it." Speaking of kikkai, his had just picked up a few people moving in their direction. "There is a group of pre-genin moving down this alleyway. I recommend we relocate."