Things always seemed to be happening around the beaches. For all Iruka knew, there was an opening from the other worlds around here.
A lot of the people in Namoka had gone 'native', even Sakura - and now that was a shock - so it had only really hammered home to him when Lorne turned up, bewildered with strange technology that - sadly - didn't work.
Raidou had explained as much as he could; Iruka had figured that as long as someone knew what was going on, that was good enough for him.
He was beachcombing now, in anyway case. When he was free, when he wanted to get away from the drama that seemed to have congregrated around Kisame's bar - okay, he just wanted to get away from Jiraiya - he went beachcombing. It was soothing, it was understandable, and it had another bewildered looking man.
Huh.
"Hey?" he said, friendly and open, but very aware of where all his weaponry was. Just because some newcomer was bewildered didn't mean he wasn't dangerous.