He was taken aback by the ferocity of her moves. True, he had seen Walter fight before, an elegant dance of man and high-tensile wires, but her flashing steel was more aggressive. It hit home the fact that what he was asking was to learn was how to hurt others. Perhaps even kill them.

Kaito was of course familiar with tales of ninja and shinobi from his homeland. It was actually surprising to hear her call herself one since he assumed she came from a foreign world. Perhaps that was for the best, however; it meant there was a small connection to his roots and he found comfort in it.

"I know how to do sleight of hand already. I'm magician." He demonstrated by holding up his hand, wriggling his fingers. Between the clench of his fist and it opening, a playing card somehow appeared between his fingers. "I don't see what that has to do with being a shinobi though."