There was a distinct lack of malice around the man, killing intent nonexistent, so Yoruichi let herself relax. Slightly. One could never be too careful, and being on the run for, oh, 100 years left her a bit skittish, after all. Men with guns, and eyes that sharp, were often to be feared. Nothing but disinterest, though, seeped into her stare.

But then she chuckled, rough and deep. "I'm very unexpected," she said casually, throwing him a smug not-quite-grin.

Taking another lingering glance, she appraised him as probably being as bewildered as she was, but beggars couldn't be choosers. "Do you know what this place is?"