[Brightening as his idea is received positively, Naruto pulls out his phone and sets it aside to remind himself once the grave is deep enough. As he does so, another wayward leaf—edges deceptively razor sharp—glides innocently through the air in their direction. In response, the jinchūriki’s aura becomes tangible; raw, red chakra forms a wall between the two young men and the attacking leaf. Said leaf disintegrates upon contact, though the barrier itself is harmless to both blonds. Naruto winks at Dimitri, his only response concerning the moment, and then addresses the gratitude.]

No thanks necessary. I can handle myself, and this kinda thing is routine for people like me.

[Except Naruto is meant to be keeping his background as a shinobi a secret from others. Well, what Sakura and Sasuke don’t know won’t kill them.]

But if you’re thanking me, I should probably thank you too. Says a lot about you that you’d stop to do this for people you don’t know.