Satomi really wasn't surprised that Hibiki turned down her offer, even if she was perhaps a bit disappointed. "Oh. Okay." She replied softly, not allowing any of her disappointment to show on her face as she spoke. Of course, despite him turning her down, he still stayed and took a seat, even if it wasn't right next to them. At least the hadn't run away or anything. She turned back to Haru. She looked between the two as they glared at one another, not really sure what to do. She didn't want them to get into a fight. Thankfully they didn't actually confront one another beyond their glares and comments shot back and forth. She faced straight ahead once it seemed that the conflict wouldn't escalate, and sat quietly until the food arrived, not really knowing what to say.<br/><br/>"Thank you." She thanked Teuchi when he placed her ramen in front of her. She smiled, chuckling a little at Haru's enthusiasm as he practically attacked the noodles with his chopsticks before exclaiming how good it was. She pulled her own chopsticks apart and began to quietly eat her food. She didn't miss that Hibiki glanced his way and she wondered why, but she supposed it wasn't that unusual of a thing to do. Still, she couldn't help but wonder. Was he thinking about Haru? Their friendship? The mini-confrontation they'd just had? Her? The latter might normally have made her blush but she willed the feeling away, knowing it was a foolish thought, not allowing it to really register.<br/><br/>Perhaps he was wondering about her and Haru? It wasn't like she generally hung out with him, after all. Not because she didn't like him, she just mostly kept to herself. It wasn't like she didn't have any friends or anything, she was well liked by most of her peers, especially since she was top of the class next to Hibiki. He beat her in practical things fairly consistently, even if not by a large margin, but on the written portions there were few times where she didn't get a perfect score, so they were typically on par in that aspect. There had even been a hand full of times that she had scored higher than him, just as he had scored higher than her on a few occasions. Of course, some of the other girls in the class were often jealous of her and some had even tried to declare her their rivals, but she had little interest in a rivalry, least of all over a boy, even if she did like him. She wanted to excel, to beat them all, but she would do it because she wanted to be stronger, to be strong enough to protect those she cared for, to be able to control her own abilities so that she didn't risk hurting anyone she cared for, not because she was fighting for the affection of a boy, no matter how cool he was.<br/><br/>There were a few girls who respected her for her choice, but many of them seemed annoyed by it and tended to exclude her more and more as time went on. She tended to get along better with the guys anyways, so she often spent more time hanging out with them than the girls, anyways. Still, she didn't have a specific group that she hung out with as many did, so it wasn't like she spent a lot of time hanging out with Haru, and this was the first time she'd ever been alone with him. Well, they weren't alone any more, but still.<br/><br/>She snapped herself from her thoughts and continued eating her food until Haru spoke up, asking when she wanted to start training. "Ummmm. We should probably start as soon as possible, since we don't have a lot of time before the exam and, well...." She paused, "We have a lot of work to do." She added softly, hoping he didn't misunderstand her meaning. "I usually train in the morning, so how about tomorrow morning?" She added with a small smile. She had noticed that Hibiki was watching them, but didn't react to this, as she didn't care. But she was careful not to give away too much information about Haru's situation in her answer. "Did you want to start with Shurikenjutsu or something else, like the Transformation jutsu?" She asked before she continued eating her food, glancing at Hibiki from the corner of her eye without actually looking his way, wondering what he might be thinking.