"Go on, kid. Finish that sentence. What would these travelers be?"

Kisame was a little bit curious about why she thought this particular road deserved traps. Depending on her answer, he was considering showing her a trap or two he knew. Of course, she had to prove she was willing to speak her mind first, so he waited.

It was hard to see, because of the nature of his strange eyes, but Kisame caught the motion and figured there was a weapon in that pocket somewhere. He couldn't be one hundred percent sure, but there was a good chance. He didn't mind the idea. After all, he was always on guard himself, even if he wasn't actually holding a weapon in hand.