Chisan, smiled to himself, as the woman announced that he would have to work for her passage. He heard the slight click of the lock with his highly attuned senses. He was a shinobi, he was not going to be forced into work, and she would have to find him first. Rechanneling some of his chakra, he created an essence clone of himself, so that she would be attuned to that, as he disguised himself in the shadow and slipped behind the room. There was one thing he knew of this small connection, direction was not given away. Slowly he emerged behind her, ou of what would seemed to people out of the wall, as he pulled out a Kunai and held it to her throat., yet while he did this he created another essence of himself so that if he was attacked the clone would merely dissapate, whereas he was really in another part of the room. "I have a better idea. You leave me be, and I dont slit your throat. But i have a question.." he began "are you the one destined to find the oracle? I have been called out to by the oracle in my dreams to aid the one destined to find the oracle....if you are then i offer my services. But first a sign, part you hair, and show me your neck" he asked or rather demanded subtely in a low voice.