"The Akatsuki, right?" He ventured, "I'd caught whispers that one of them had been tormenting a female shinobi while I was wandering around blindly. I was planning to help them once I'd recovered."<br/><br/>He stretched his arms over his head, his spine popping as he twisted to each side. He filed what he learned about her away. Might come in handy later in he was questioned about her. Taking a kunai knife out of his leg pouch, he twirled it around his right index finger as he thought about more questions. Something caused him to flinch as a realization hit him. He looked at her with a new understanding.<br/><br/>"It was you," He whispered, almost inaudible with shock, "you were the one I planned to help once I recovered."