Kabuto blinked and looked up, surprised to find anyone approaching him, especially in this crowd. Usually he faded into the background, but here was a boy seeking him out and starting a conversation for no obvious reason.

It was strange to see such a big chuunin looking so nervious, and the thought triggered a vague memory in his mind. Something about the boy...no, the thought was gone, but perhaps talking would rekindle whatever memory it was.

Kabuto smiled, a tad more warmly than he usually did in his own village, put a bookmark in his book, and pulled out a chair for the other man.

"Hello. Who might you be?"

So much for a mindless vacation away from home.