The meeting of Team One! [Team One Only]

His words had been mostly a joke, though apparently there was a logging division within the village which was quite hilarious in itself. Perhaps he'd have to take a visit to their headquarters and demand a bit of compensation for easing their work load. After all, it only seemed fair. Gorina simply nodded at the woman's thanks before raising a brow at her remarks about Allen. Indeed there was something off about him, that much was certain from the very beginning. Most kids were assholes, especially teenagers, but this one was a different breed altogether. Older than his years, certainly not wiser, but there was a part to his persona that had not been divulged before hand which was a tad annoying. If any of the kids had some sort of niche that could, no, would affect the team as a whole it only made sense that their sensei would be informed ahead of time.

Unfortunately, the three going at each others throats took precedence over asking what made Allen so different, but rest assured Gorina was going to find out one way or another. The Jounin waited impatiently for whatever Rina had to say to the kids out in the hall way, and after a minute or two they slowly trickled back in... except for Renji; it seemed he had left. Not like that was going to fly, not in a million years. So the leader wanted to sit in on the lesson? Very well, but not without all three of them being in the room. "I'll be back..." He spoke to the mistress before shooting a glance at the two Genin. "Have your skill ready to show when I return, and get that damn bird out of here." Gorina added before walking out of the room and in search of Renji.

Being nearly six and a half feet tall brought with it a fair share of advantages, one of those being long legs to make large strides with making the time it took to catch up with the boy much shorter. Not that he knew exactly where Renji was headed, but the exit was a better guess than none. One day he'd have to let Samehada get a taste of their chakra so that he'd be able to locate them with a bit more ease. "Oi kid, you just going to run away because someone ruffled your feathers? How exactly is that going to work when you're in a difficult mission or fight, just going to scurry away like a mouse then?" He asked, not really caring if the tone came off mean. The world wasn't a nice place, there wasn't a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and those in this line of work needed to learn how to handle a few bumps and bruises, be it physically or emotionally, lest they end up in the village's memorial grave.