[ For years in situations where his voice had been required, he's supplemented with wordless communication. A gesture. A stare. Really, even just the sight of his eyes would replace or precede any introduction he didn't particularly desire to give in the first place. In all his efforts to avoid connecting with anyone, his specter has still managed to be known by complete strangers who operate off of rumors or a weighty reputation. Perhaps being unknown has been the unappreciated positive of his being here... and yet now, staring at this teen and seeing the confusion and lack of recognition, he isn't sure.

His glance downward at Stiles's pocket is pointed but brief. ]

... are you asking if I plan to take his place and kill you?

[ The words are blunt and possess little regard for the other teen's comfort, but that's perhaps part of the point. Does Sasuke believe that the man who assaulted him had done so with the intention of taking his life? Maybe, maybe not, but it'd be wiser to assume the worst when coming into an area like this. ]

No. I'm not interested in that, which means what happens to you next is your choice. If you're smart, you'll leave.