[Iruka looks confused for a moment, like he isn't sure how to answer. And maybe he doesn't. But he does know that he has to answer because a question is being asked.

Whether or not the quality of his answer is even valid is up to anyone's guess. Iruka most certainly has no clue anymore what kind of bullshit is rolling off his tongue. And the more they roll out, the more sleepy he becomes with all the effort he is putting to stay conscious.]

I didn't really have an opinion to be honest? I mean, yeah so you were this enigmatic genius who people either thought was cool or people either thought was a show off or a complete weirdo. I think I fell a bit in between those who thought you were an enigmatic genius and those who thought you were a hobo of some sort. Come to think it, that's so strange, why did I think you were a hobo?

Looking at this place now, it certainly doesn't look like a place a hobo would reside in. Or a maniac of any kind. Maybe a creeper. Yes, a creeper for sure. I think it's the mask. And the uhmm... [Iruka looks at Kakashi, tilting his head to one side.] the hair maybe? I'm not really sure. You really do look more of like a perverted bum to me than a hobo.

No, I look like a hobo. Especially when the twentieth of each month rolls in and I'm running out of groceries. It's hard to be able to get missions when you're teaching in the middle of the term so my weekly groceries by the third week starts to get really tiny? But yeah, I think I look like a hobo then. I certainly feel like a hobo.

Do you think I'm a hobo?

[Iruka blinks very slowly, waiting.]