"Metal," Hisoka replied simply. It wouldn't hurt to tell her that much and maybe she knew of where to go. Hisoka made sure to remain vague, though, he didn't know who this woman was or what she wanted and without his empathy at its full strength he could only really on instincts alone.

And instincts couldn't read minds.

The boy nodded at her introduction, turning his eyes to once again examine the possible routes he could take. "Kurosaki Hisoka."