Breakfast had left Kakashi with no lack of things to think about. Though he still had some instinctive reservations about the situation as described, what the woman had said was too easily refuted to be a decent attempt at a lie, so Kakashi accepted it. At least as much as any person in his condition could. To go from the battlefield in Konoha, from what he had done to eating french toast and talking about the finer points of manipulating space and time...that was something of a leap, even for him.

The nurse wouldn't let him go to the showers, which was disappointing. It meant he'd likely have to wait to speak to Jiraiya, though chances were good that if they weren't co-ed showers, the sennin might emerge in time to discuss some things. The nurse also wouldn't let him go to the library, but after careful manipulation, did at least agree to get him a book.

Which was how Kakashi found himself sitting on a couch staring at White Fang. Somehow, he doubted the author thought the same things about that name as Kakashi did. And he definitely knew it wasn't Icha Icha Tactics.

But it was something, at least. Which was why Kakashi began to read it.

[For Jiraiya]