While Daisuke took a sip from the flask handed to him, Haven continued the two previous subjects... The possibility of death, and the doubts about the Republic not being as good as it seemed to be. Holding the flask over to Haven, Daisuke waved a hand dismissively. "Not chuunin, I'm pretty sure that they'd know who's their chuunin and jounin, keeping track of lower ranked shinobi is... not quite necessary, which gives us a better chance of not getting caught." With a shrug, he picked up the Konoha hitai-ate and raised it in front of his eyes, eyeing it over. So there was no going back now, each second they were closer to Konohagakure and it'd be a matter of time until they actually got there. The ichibi's jinchuuriki was worried, but he guessed that he shouldn't be. After all, he wasn't the only jinchuuriki there. Haven mentioned that Daisuke shouldn't use his sand techniques, and the boy nodded his head.
"I know, I won't use it." Which was troublesome. Other than the sand techniques provided by his Tailed Beast, he was left with... nothing, no ninjutsu, no taijutsu techniques, no nothing. Should a fight arise inside Konohagakure, he'd be pretty screwed unless it was a fight where it didn't matter being undercover or not. These doubts didn't help with their mission, at all; Daisuke needed to get rid of them, but it was difficult. He was still pretty young and wasn't used to any situation of extreme danger. Oh well, at least he could distract himself slight with the conversation.