"I thought not. There's no proctors, and the whole point of the exams so far was to work as a team, right?" His frown is deep and heartfelt as he glances to Sasuke, the epitome of the slightly-pathetic Genin. "Michi no Sato... is it?"

A hand slips into his kunai pouch, pulling out the stack of orange-backed cards and giving them a careful glance. "I don't have anything on either of those countries. It must not be a shinobi nation." His smile returns to his face full-force as he slips the deck away again. "Ah, but now that I know you're here, I'm less alarmed!"