Kisame is, though he's often wearing the mask of being jovial and talkative, surprisingly content to travel in relative quiet. He nods at her answers to his question and for a time just walks quietly. His thoughts have been weighing heavily on him more than usual lately, with recent missions tearing open old memories, and presenting him with new options he hadn't quite considered before.

Treason; he's so close to it. Probably over the line already, and it disgusts on one hand, but feels more right than any atrocity he's committed on the other. He's never had a place to go. Maybe this is the answer, to make a place instead. But he can't share his traitorous thoughts with anyone he doesn't know shares them, so he's quiet and subdued. Probably a change from their other encounters, honestly.

But he knows what's expected of him, and the watch he's already under, so eventually he pulls a smile back on. Especially at a time like this, he can't afford to make others more suspicious.

"You'll be going right back out, eh? I wonder what lies in store for us at the mission desk."