He blushed at the small string of compliments, flickering his gaze away somewhat bashfully.
"Ah, perhaps someday but..I feel more useful in the capacity I already fill. There are shinobi far better suited for that job anyway.."
Yamato had no doubt that if he were ordered to, he could put his mind to it and certainly be a passable Sensei, but if he was entirely honest village born and bread children, well..scared him.
There were swathes of development that even now he didn't quite see the point of or understand, simply because he had no memory of his own or no closer reference. All the information he had was second hand; tales that Obito spun about his team and the odd visit with Kushina-sama or Tae-san's chatter of the students she knew. Of course he'd endeavored to fill the gaps in his knowledge, but how could he be sure it was enough? No, for now, it wasn't something that he would entertain, not willingly anyway.
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"Ah, perhaps someday but..I feel more useful in the capacity I already fill. There are shinobi far better suited for that job anyway.."
Yamato had no doubt that if he were ordered to, he could put his mind to it and certainly be a passable Sensei, but if he was entirely honest village born and bread children, well..scared him.
There were swathes of development that even now he didn't quite see the point of or understand, simply because he had no memory of his own or no closer reference. All the information he had was second hand; tales that Obito spun about his team and the odd visit with Kushina-sama or Tae-san's chatter of the students she knew. Of course he'd endeavored to fill the gaps in his knowledge, but how could he be sure it was enough? No, for now, it wasn't something that he would entertain, not willingly anyway.