Satomi smiled at Haru as he grinned, his happiness bright and almost blinding. She envied him, his ability to be positive, to remain happy and seemingly carefree despite everything. She may not know a lot about his past, but she knew that, like her, he didn't have parents, but she didn't know when or how he'd lost them. Regardless, he was as cheerful as ever. She wished she could be that happy and positive, but she wasn't sure it was within her to be quite that positive. She was completely oblivious to the fact that part of the reason he was so happy to train with her was because he had a crush on her. She'd never thought about the idea of anyone having a crush on her, so it never crossed her mind that this could be part of the reason for his enthusiasm in this particular instance. "Great." She replied with her characteristic gentleness, a small smile on her face. "Okay. Shurikenjutsu it is, then." she replied with a nod. She'd expected as much. It did seem like the skill he most struggled with, so it made the most sense, but she had wanted to give him a choice.<br/><br/>After this she focused on her food, minus her glances towards Hibiki from the corner of her eye. She was quiet as she ate her ramen, not really looking up until Hibiki stood and she turned her head to watch him stand and place money on the counter before he turned to leave, stopping only to send a death glare Haru's way. She looked from him to Haru, then back to him as he disappeared from her sight. She didn't have the courage to bid him farewell, so she turned her attention back to Haru, who asked what his problem was. She had no answer so she just shook her head a little before she turned her attention back to her food, finishing it just before Haru looked her way and grinned, commenting about how tasty it was. She nodded agreement, smiling lightly as she did.<br/><br/>"Ummm... Well, we have a training area near my house in the Uchiha compound that I use a lot. Or we could train in the forest. I train there whenever I want to be alone. It sometimes makes it easier to focus." She offered some ideas. "Where do you usually train?" She asked, giving him the opportunity to suggest an alternate location if he wished. "Hmm? Oh... Well..." She probably should get home soon, but neither her aunt nor her uncle were home, as far as she knew, and it wasn't like she actually had a curfew. They tried to step in as parental figures as best they could after what happened to her parents, even legally adopting her and allowing her to take on the Uchiha name, but they weren't her actual parents, not that many people knew this. They had tried to give her love as best they could, even though they were both very busy people and hadn't had any children of their own, which meant that they had no real parenting experience. Still, they tried to keep her happy and comfortable, so they never pushed her to do or not do things and they didn't really set many boundaries for her, so she'd never really had a curfew. Not since her parents had died.<br/><br/>She snapped from her very brief moment of thought and actually answered the question. "Well, I don't have to be. I probably should get home soon, especially if we are going to train early tomorrow... But I don't have a curfew or anything." She replied, knowing that it might seem a bit odd, since most parents did prefer having their children home around a specific time, even if it wasn't a hard curfew, but maybe he wouldn't find it too strange. She didn't really know if he knew about her family. Many of the older villagers knew, some even feared her, believing her to be cursed or believing that she, too, might go the way of her father one day, but most of the kids her age were too young to really know what happened. As far as they knew her aunt and uncle were her parents. She supposed it didn't matter. She didn't try to hide it from people, but by the same token she didn't go out of her way to tell anyone either. Whether they knew her parents were dead or not was irrelevant. It had no real bearing on anything, as she didn't want or need their pity. Perhaps it would be okay for him to know, because then maybe he would know that she understood what it felt like to lose your parents, but she supposed it wasn't quite the same, as she didn't know if he had ever met his parents, and at least she was lucky enough to not be completely alone.<br/><br/>"What time do you want to meet tomorrow?" She asked, breaking herself from her previous train of thought and focusing on him and the training they would be starting in the morning. "I usually get up and start training just before sunrise, but we don't have to start quite that early if you don't want to." She added, knowing that most kids her age didn't enjoy getting up quite that early.