Even as he nodded his thanks and took his seat, Itachi's mind continued like a well oiled machine. Every so often, through a veil of gray-blonde hair, he'd glance at her out of the corner of his eye, sizing her up and trying to figure her out.
Her mind was a puzzle, an anathema compared to nearly every person he'd come across before. He'd scammed people, literally sometimes to death if necessary. He'd manipulated people into working towards his goals, his devices. People were easy.
Usually. Now he was faced with this girl, this three billion piece jigsaw puzzle that he desperately felt needed pieced together, if only to better know who he'd be working with. He needed to figure this girl out.
When she'd asked her question, he turned his head to look at her fully, his face again neutral as the game continued.
"Eh. No' much planned, jes' yet. Need ta resupply, an' tha' means we need coin. 'Sides, ya can't be takin' me tent an' bedroll forever. Sleepin' on th' ground is killin' me back." He winked, and turned forward again.
"Time ta get rich quick. How ya feel abou' robbin' Ketra, cuz they're too damn dumb ta stop fallin' fer th' same trick ev'ry year?"