Shouri offered a smile and a nod. The Leaf shinobi's description of the Hokage seemed something between a friendly joke and a jab at her own leader. Between the two, Shouri leaned toward the side of rest himself. "Well, who could blame him? The work of a leader never ends. If you never find time to rest, you'll end up working your self to an early grave."
The Jonin continued to talk, asking if it was the two of them that made up team Kemuri. Hmm. Sano already told her that the team belonged to the two of them and that it was mashed together. Shouri wondered for a moment if she wasn't listening because she talks so much. That would be the safer assumption. Otherwise, Shouri would be forced to assume the Jonin wasn't making conversation to be friendly. Shouri allowed his mind to wander down the second route. What would she be after? The woman asked him another question, simple and easy to answer. "By the looks of this first match, they're going to do well." Shouri beamed with pride. He was glad that his students were doing well, even if for Nagi that meant finding weakened opponents to 'screw'. The Genin would find his moment to shine. Before he could elaborate, a samurai from Kumogakure joined the conversation. She offered an explanation for the Raikage's absence as well as compliments on his and Sanosuke's team. Well, she didn't mean the words as a compliment exactly, but it sounded like one to the co-leader of this team. He had enough respect and empathy not to thank her for the compliment.
There was a moment of quiet after the samurai spoke, likely everyone digesting her news of the Raikage. Inside of this moment, someone opened the door and slipped inside. He had a snake coiled around his neck and wore a suit like a businessman or a gambler. Shouri's attention shifted to the man before he began speaking, but what he had to say drew the Jonin's attention away from his students' match. Shouri's hand instinctively shifted toward the sword under his cloak. "Who are you?" Shouri demanded, "You do not represent Kemurigakure, do not speak as if you know our Kage's whereabouts. What evidence do you have to back such a bold claim?" Shouri's blood was beginning to boil. He knew that in moments like these were when he was most vulnerable. He watched the man who had already moved through the room, making his way towards Seto Uchiha. Shouri had recognized him when he entered the room but payed him no extra attention, for he had no quarrel with anyone who shared his blood. Until that is, the newcomer approached him and Seto created distance immediately. The samurai was the first to act responsibly, cutting off the strangely dressed man and asking him to leave. She spoke with authority and knowledge of the rules.
Seto was not satisfied with the samurai's intrusion. Shouri watched as the Uchiha activated a fully matured Sharingan, likely with the intent to lock the man in a Genjutsu. Shouri tuned into the action inside the VIP box, knowing he could miss the whole match if he wasn't careful. Hopefully, this whole mess would be settled quickly, and Shouri could avoid fighting her off today. He was getting so tired of that.