"Uhhhhhhh... well, growing up on the streets, you hear things, soooo...." Ike shrugged. He supposed that it could sound plausible; hearing gossip in alleyways, or the sewers, or wherever he would roam. It was his way of life, roaming around aimlessly and picking up interesting conversations. "But y'know. Wouldn't want you to find out in an undesirable fashion... it's not a bad thing, really!"