"Naked trees and mild weather, however will the genin survive?" Kisame laughed loudly, taking the statement for a joke. Next time Kiri got a winter exam, Kisame was going to push for sending the kids to one of the northern islands in Water Country so they could get a taste of harsh weather. The southern island they used this last exam was pleasant for the proctors, but didn't help the kids show their mettle very well.

But he grinned crookedly, almost tempted to say "do you even have to ask?" but it was only polite to answer. "What these teeth of mine are made for. Technically, shellfish is my favorite, but I enjoy most seafood, with one exception. Serve me shark and I reserve the right to gut you for it."

It wasn't taste so much as his summoning contract, really, but Kisame could admit being a little attached to his summons. That and things like sharkfin soup were a horrible waste of life.