Sand clone meant some earth chakra basis, Sasuke figured, the typical courtesy of leaving the Sharingan out of friendly sparring barring him from checking with any level of precision. Gaara wasn't all earth, but earth was the most natural for his control, which meant when Sasuke wove out of the pattern of the taijutsu, he swung in low with a jab at a critical chakra centre, lightning chakra crackling briefly around his fingertips.

"There will be," he repeated as he moved, amusement finally curling his mouth openly. "Then in the meantime, you don't have any official engagements, do you?"