The last of his okonomiyaki was decidedly lukewarm and unappetizing. There were only about four bites left anyway. Hayate dropped it back in the box and listened to Tsume and her dog banter. It was a friendly noise, if a bit exclusive. It didn't bother him too much...not as much as it would have earlier.

He crooked a smile at Kuromaru. "Thank you for the warning, Kuromaru-san," he offered, lightly, and felt foolishly gratified when the dog smiled back at him.

He tossed his head a little, shaking some of his hair back, as he looked up at Tsume again, listening. He was a little surprised by her request, though he didn't know why. After a moment, he decided it was because no-one had ever really asked for a casual "demonstration." He had only ever fought in battle or displayed his skills to the examiners to climb the ranks. He had trained and sparred with his genin team-mates, but that hadn't been for anything but training.

"I suppose I could," he answered, after a moment. "I...I was going to practise today. Field thirteen, 'cause it was sunny today, y'know."

Thin sunshine, barely enough to keep his cheeks from the lingering winter chill, but sunshine. He always loved the chance to get out in the sun, but it felt like an especial treat during the winter.