He'd locked up the store, reminding Manda to only eat people if they managed to get through the traps. Kunai, stars and needles in his thigh pouch, folded star wheel sheathed under his shirt on his back and nin-wire in his belt, he was sure he could handle anything this 'mall' threw at him.
It didn't take him long to scout out the basic layout and mark on his mental map where all the stores with potential allies and threats were. He saw no signs of other shinobi, which eased some of his paranoia. It's just another solo ops, undercover. Nothing I can't handle on my own. Still, the dobe and Sakura better not die while I'm out here, I have dibs on that fox's hide.
'He has a name. And I'm sure he'll find us soon.'
Ignoring the annoying buzz in his head, he decided to get a bit of shopping done while he was scouting. The book store called.