"No, I'm here because I smelled popcorn chicken," he quipped. He eyed the younger boy and his sword.
"Big weapon for a kid," he noted. Also a strange choice. Both of them were lethal and judging by the younger boy's reaction, he was impulsive, so it's probably best if he played it cool. He wasn't in it for a fight right now, especially against kids. The girl was a different story. He guessed she was a little older and much stronger. She looked like she had barely been touched during the fight.
"Those ninjas, assassins, whatever. Where did they come from?" he asked.