The nice thing about having a war, a plague, a second war, and a whole lot of lack-for-funness providing the backbone of your formative years, was that you got fairly used to seeing bodies lying around. Old bones weren't so scary. It was the living people you had to watch. Duo cast Dick a look when the man turned all kinds of tense -- it was subtle, but it was there -- and gave Kisame a slightly more thoughtful one when he stepped up to block the corpsified scenery.
Huh.
"I'm very funny," he said easily, "Some would call me hysterical." Absthine mewled on his shoulder. "Shuddup you." So Kisame was coming. Well, seeing as he and Dick were both a little wobbly in the balance department, that probably wasn't a bad idea. "Question," he said, raising a hand. "If that guy's all done with them," Duo pointed at a corpse, "can I have his shoes?"