It was no wonder a bed hurt him, there were so many bones misaligned from a life of poverty that it was a wonder Tin was even mobile. Impressive, really. After the medical treatment and bone-popping from hell, combined with active food and (relatively) restful sleep, he had already improved considerably health wise. The stretches and physical therapy had only just begun, it wasn't going to magically improve him immediately. But it was getting him into the proper habits.
Today Satori was fully intended to show him how to perform proper workouts, as well as begin the next step which was to help him understand how basics for living on your own with low funds worked. Trapping, skinning, farming, and gathering were all going to be important. Begging was the worst way to try and survive while poor and alone. It was time to give TIn skills, that would actually benefit him and help him become independent as a man and a ninja.
As the sun began to rise, Satori pushed the door open and exited the home, glancing to the side and walking around slowly. His knuckles idly brushed the sound-trap that had been placed there by Tin's hand (Satori had taught him how to make it by stringing bones and metal together along twine and hanging it so anyone that passed through into Tin's "home" made a racket.
"Tin," he stated simply down at the young man that was likely now quickly awakening.
"Breakfast. Then training," he stated simply with a slight smile. He wasn't put off by the azure-headed young man's demeanor, and every glare was responded only with a cocked brow or smile.