Despite not moving an inch, it was slightly laughable to see how confused Nyoko and Haruki initially were. It did get some sort of reaction out of them, and that was exactly what he was after. While it seemed everyone was focused on the task they've set out on, it was not like the Black Samurai would just show up right in front of them, challenging them all to a fight.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You're first, Mystic..."</span>Those were the last words the bastard uttered in dear Blake's head. Blake was the current center of their foe's attention. Nor did it take much to figure out why. Of course, going after anyone else would easily allow for Blake to strike at any moment in time unless he wasn't trapped or indisposed. The only sure fire way of the samurai ensuring an uninterrupted clash of blades with Haruki was to take Blake out of the picture. While he had to take his hat off to the man, the fact was that if anyone should be antsy, it should Blake at the moment.<br/><br/>Finally breaking his stance, Blake walked over to the bowl of food, it was time to give them their answer. "Well now that the food is ripe for the one to eat, I shall give my reasoning..." He started, placing three bowls and spoons as he continued, "First Haruki, you were right about one thing... These woods do allow for one to draw less attention to one's self. However, that is not my main reason... The woods stretch far and long and I am the only one alive who knows it many paths. Anyone else would get lost here. I came here to affect a timely halt on pursuit and leave the latter to an old friend of mine..." He answered, handing a bowl over to Nyoko. "Take some food now... While the fire is still awake."