Suspicion was far from unexpected -- deserved, in all probability -- but it was highly inconvenient. Sasuke narrowed his eyes, keeping his tone even.

"People in the village were chasing me. Some kind of military force. I found the shop by accident." The military hadn't been shinobi by a long stretch, but more trained than the civilian population and (more significantly) armed. In point of fact, some of the projectile weapons they had been using had looked not unlike the one that was in front of him now.

The velocity of those things had been incredible. His leg wasn't injured so deeply that it impacted his own speed, but ... the whole situation was edging past inconvenient into dangerous.

"What do you know about this military?"