Those beady eyes were quite unnerving- almost more unsettling than the attention he'd unwittingly garnered. Lucky his fingers hadn't been caught anywhere, and now this crowd would be paying too close attention to him to let their attention wander far.

He knew better than to disagree, and decided Shark-Face didn't have any younger siblings.

Prolly ate 'em.

And okay, that's unsettling. But Nori sauntered forward, all swaggered confidence as if he'd planned the whole thing. He hadn't, but he'd talked his way out of worse.

"Don't fink I'd be much of a fight. I'm just one o' them mercenary types. Not up to snuff against legendary shinobi like yerself."

And maybe legendary was laying it on a bit thick, but he's not stupid and knew what the Seven Swordsmen were, thank you very much.