(the moment sasuke sits down, jonas is sinking lower and lower until he's entered a maximum chill slouch with his chin against his chest. silence grows between them until it becomes overlarge.)

... I learned that these merchants are absolute criminals who won't take "no" for an answer. I cut a deal with them, though, and got a direction Sakura went in. They saw a guy with one arm and strange eyes come through here almost an hour ago.

(he sighs out, playing with the ends of his new scarf, and peers over curiously at sasuke. though sakura's face has been drawn into a thin look of severity that isn't easy for him to read, jonas decides that, contextually, sasuke doesn't look too good.)

Look, I know I probably don't know Sakura as well as you do, but I've got a feeling she'll come back here if we wait long enough. This is, like... a safe space for her, I think.