Not much! And Kisame enjoyed the sing of mirth. So the kid hadn't managed to get his face perpetually stuck that way. That was a good sign for a spar. Puppets were so uncommon anywhere but Suna, and Kisame wanted to take a closer look to speak.

But food first didn't hurt anyone. "There are a few places here that specialize in poultry. Even red meat, if you're willing to pay the extra expense. How does your palate handle spice?"

Or if the kid didn't answer, Kisame could just take him to his favorite of the lot. Chicken in a clam sauce sounded tasty right now.