[Jonas' reappearance earns a pointed look to the scarf, but no comment or criticism about 'leisurely shopping' is forthcoming from pursed lips; his mind is too caught in its circle of misery even for that. No, Sakura was not in the clinic — and seemingly neither was she at the markets. He should have known. In this situation, a casual stroll even to purchase additional medicinal supplies would be negligent on his former teammate's part, yet he can't shake the impulse of fury as it burns in his throat. Betrayal, as if it is within her control to return his body to him. Paranoia that she is enjoying this opportunity.
A furrowed look of confusion lands on Jonas as he summoned over to the bench. Yet step by step, hooked to the promise of a lead, he goes.]
What did you learn?
[Grumpiness magnified like a pall around Sakura's body, Sasuke takes the seat beside the boy at the other end of the bench.]
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A furrowed look of confusion lands on Jonas as he summoned over to the bench. Yet step by step, hooked to the promise of a lead, he goes.]
What did you learn?
[Grumpiness magnified like a pall around Sakura's body, Sasuke takes the seat beside the boy at the other end of the bench.]