It was a spar, he realized with a breath- or at least it seemed that way. There was no killing intent, but the attacks could critically injure if the fight wasn't taken seriously. Kisame was holding his own well against the other two and Haku relaxed a little. Even if someone was injured, he could give a practical demonstration of his skills, even if he did lack any of his own supplies at the moment.

But the woman that surfaced drew his attention and her manner spoke of that same malicious glee as the three fighters. But he didn't expect her to jump into the melee. He barely saw the swings of her cane, but the fighting had stopped, the guards rubbing their heads with rueful smiles. Finally, order returned and Haku breathed his relief as he followed them down into the belly of the shark.

And there was certainly plenty to look at. He marveled at the glass and clear water just beyond it, had a traitorous thought that wondered just how much of it he could freeze. But he could see other members of the clan as well as some ferocious looking fish that probably welcomed unexpected guests, and wished the Yuki compound could one day be restored to its former glory. Because this was certainly an impressive feat, and his estimation and respect for the Hoshigaki clan rose.

"What an exquisite aesthetic," he praised once he'd gotten past his initial astonishment. "An unexpected elegance from a clan so well-known for their ferocity."