They were all simple, like little animals crawling along in life, eating food and mating. Not disgusting really, just simple and in the way, and annoying. It made him smile, grin, and smirk at their idle folly. He didn't need them, he didn't want their so called friendship. Foolish and stupid and stupid and foolish. Annoying unadorned, boring little pests. Pests, like ants, that he could aim at with a mirror and harrass. Except...his mirror was his voice, and the sun was his voice being focused to damage their puny little egos. To screw with their little existence.
That was all he could think of as he walked to the training grounds. He almost wished that he didn't have to deal with teammates, they weren't his mates anyways. They were just people, children, like him...but not really. Maybe the jounin would at least be useful, maybe, only maybe....