This was a good question-- and something about it tickled the magician just right, so that something in his demeanor changed. You can tell when an actor breaks character, and it was something like that.

"Oh... because there are changes coming to this town. Big changes. And while it was fine for me to just lug around boxes and make do with as little attention as possible... I'm going to need what I can only get from people when I'm on stage." With a pause, he winked, and it was a sly little thing that made you an accomplice to whatever he was thinking before he even said it. "Of course, that would be money. And for that, I need to take out my best talents..."

He clicked his tongue. "So, what is it that you keep looking for? I've noticed you've been making eyes at me," he said then, gesturing to the counter of the small food parlor he'd mentioned earlier, hopping on a stool and turning to face Akito before he would sit down, and crossing his legs. If Akito were so inclined to look down, he might notice the young man, who had been barefoot since his stage performance, hasn't caught a single speck of dirt on his soles. "Flattered as I am, I'm sure if you were making THAT sort of eyes at someone, it would be at someone else than a poor lil' street performer."