Which explained a lot of his general mood back then, at least while he was a dolphin. She wondered if letting an animal's instincts ride foreground was a general kind of pick me up for the one in morph.

She figured that was likely the case, to some extent or another.

"Matches the grin they're always wearing." She grinned herself, fingers up and tracing the general outline of her lips with a lazy half-circle. Sakura ended up scratching her nose at the end of that, finding her own gesture ridiculous. "My Academy teacher was named Iruka, actually. Dolphin. He had a scar right across his nose." She let the hand still on her face trace the general shape of Iruka's scar, then let it fall back down to her side. "He was a good teacher. Smiled a lot -- yelled a lot, too. At least at all the trouble-makers."