"Boringly so, but that's fine by me," Izumo answered, politely, falling into step with her. He ran a hand through his damp hair, briefly; sparring was hard work, and even now he had his black shirt over his shoulder to cool off, showing that underneath he was wearing a wire-mesh armor shirt. It never paid to be too careful, as the Hokage's secretary. Obito seemed to invite mishap and wacky circumstances.

"Well, unless you count the usual minor explosions, fights, and destruction of small business, but that's fairly typical," Izumo mused, because life in a ninja village Rebuilding was a common low-level mission, after all - Izumo had spent a lot of time himself with hammer and nails in hand.