"I am pleased to meet both of you. I look forward to working with such capable seniors." Politeness cost nothing, and sometimes earned the world. It wasn't that he was being disingenuous: Jiro was sure that both of his new teammates were good ninja, likely his superiors in terms of skill and experience. However, knowing something and vocalizing it are two very different things, and that difference has meant the difference between life and death for innumerable figures in Jiro's [i]lighter[/i] reading.
 
Upon hearing the exhortation of Hideo (Jiro noticed that he never heard the man's last name; perhaps he missed it), Jiro grimaced ever so slightly. "I suspect the longer we plan, the worse our new teacher will make our 'prerequisite'. I recommend we skip ahead to the plan itself."

Jiro fell silent for a moment as he concentrated on scheming. A short time later, he made to speak. "I recommend we attack as one, independently coordinating as best we can. I do not feel qualified to recommend a specific course of action for either of you, having only just met you both. However, genin are very unlikely to be able to fight a successful battle of attrition against a jonin on the offensive: a quick, strong burst of attack would play to our numbers as well as our chakra reserves.” 

Jiro ruminated for a moment longer, wondering if he should stop. He would hate to seem pushy, to alienate his teammates within an hour of meeting them. That, however, was not the thinking of a good ninja, in Jiro’s mind; he would need to be ready to risk reputation for success in the field, so he should train for it before it was necessary.

“In addition, we have much less experience than our teacher, and as such less tricks to discover. He will get a feel for our capabilities much faster than we would his, and he is likely better at exploiting them than we are. I do not know how much research Hideo has done on us, but he will not know everything we are capable of. We should attack to maximize the utility of this ignorance if we want the best chance of passing the ‘prerequisite’.”

Jiro took a breath, aware he was running on; time was wasting and he was determined to hear feedback from Mr. Miyazaki and Ms. Mizushima. “This course of action would almost certainly leave us with an insignificant chance of success should it fail, but if our absolute best all at once is insufficient to win, I do not think we would have a chance no matter what we did.”

Jiro finally fell silent, looking slightly apologetically to his comrades for taking up so much of their slowly-wasting time.