Naomi remained silent as she ordered, pointing it out on the menu. Before the chef could go, she reached out and grabbed his hand, telling him that it was on Yoshi's tab. She did not speak much to him about his heritage after that.<br/><br/>He sensed some unresolved feelings from her- jealousy or... something. "You know, I thought we were kindred spirits." She said at last, when a plate of fried calamari had been placed before her, "I could acheive great things with an Uchiha..."<br/><br/>She let that spoken thought linger in the air. Naomi was not one of those kids at the academy who said they were destined to become the Hokage- nor was she even from the prestigious part of the Nara clan. She was the best in her class, though no one ever called her a prodigy in the sense that they spoke of his father back when he was a member of the village- or in the way that they spoke of his elder sister.<br/><br/>"You can go on without me, Yoshi." Naomi said, seizing an octupus leg in her chopsticks, "I might need some time to think about what I'll do in the upcoming exam."<br/><br/>"No, I'm afraid you can't participate." The Chuunin said to his student, "Why not!?"<br/><br/>"Because you're not ready." He replied with a laugh.<br/><br/>The kid shook his head and protested, "You know I can make a water clone just fine, though!"<br/><br/>"That doesn't mean you're ready."<br/><br/>The student sighed and pouted. "It's about more than just your individual skill. It's about your team, too. Working together with them...  Remember what happened at the pond?"