It was disheartening that such unusual circumstances had taken up so much of his time on a day that he had specifically set aside as a free day of relaxation. Just prior to the unfolding of events, Shinrin had been on his way to a nearby ramen stand to grab himself something to eat. While he was glad that he could have been of some assistance in the matter, he would have greatly preferred not having been involved at all. Of course, this had always been an option, but it was his duty as a shinobi to do what he could in situations such as these. Even if it meant holding off on lunch and watching people eat slimy slugs.
After the drinks had been taken from his hands, Shinrin stepped back so that he returned to his original position at the older man's side, watching as the slugs were distributed to each of his fellow Genin. 'What a drag...' he thought silently to himself, as he watched them consume the slugs one by one. The boy's face formed a grimace and his eyes darted between the two, as if gauging just how disgusting the act was by the expressions they made as they carried it out. Quite a few who were simply passing by now stood and watched, with their own looks of horror and disgust at the spectacle before them.
Shinrin let out yet another sigh, before raising his hand to the back of his head in order to slowly scratch it. Just as he did, his stomach let out a sound that was easily audible to those within the immediate vicinity. It was clearly the sound given off by someone who required sustenance. The brown-eyed boy looked down the street towards the location of the ramen stand, before looking back to his comrades. "I don't mean to be rude, but it seems I could use something to eat. If you guys can get by without my help, I think I'll be going." he spoke plainly, but earnestly, before turning to make his way back towards his destination. His right hand raised as if to wave a goodbye. "Maybe we'll run into one another again sometime. Hopefully it won't be under similar circumstances."