He turned only slightly in response to the exclamation, hands remaining pushed deep into his pockets, posture loose and relaxed as it had been from the start despite the potential for violence that seemed to edge the other man's voice and the gleam of the katana in his hand. He wasn't concerned, and not only because - regardless of what he'd been told - he still believed himself to be the person 'in his dreams', and therefore remained confident in his own abilities to extricate himself from adverse situations should need be. He hadn't done anything wrong after all. Not yet.


His lips curved into a smile that could easily pass for friendly as the guy approached, and he gave a dismissive little shrug by way of response. "I'm just looking. There's no need for concern."