Exploring or whatever. Sasuke had gotten so used to people knowing exactly what he'd been exploring, and even most of the whatever -- most, except --
What had been left out of his interrogation with Konoha's intel, still classified, still bodies all in a row and blood pooling --
He folded his arms, ignoring how awkward it made his position in the bed, and tucked his hands between bicep and ribcage, before delivering as unimpressed an expression as he could at first Naruto and then the bag he shifted out of the way in order to take over Sasuke's bed. Naruto's travels had been distantly on his radar (it wasn't like he was keeping track), much like Naruto's occasional brag about training (which he was keeping track of), and it wasn't like he'd been jealous, but they'd sounded interesting.
More interesting than the next two months would be for Sasuke, at least.
"I suppose being a tourist is plenty of work for you," he conceded, before not in any way expressing curiosity in the answer to: "How long are you going to be in the village this time?"
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What had been left out of his interrogation with Konoha's intel, still classified, still bodies all in a row and blood pooling --
He folded his arms, ignoring how awkward it made his position in the bed, and tucked his hands between bicep and ribcage, before delivering as unimpressed an expression as he could at first Naruto and then the bag he shifted out of the way in order to take over Sasuke's bed. Naruto's travels had been distantly on his radar (it wasn't like he was keeping track), much like Naruto's occasional brag about training (which he was keeping track of), and it wasn't like he'd been jealous, but they'd sounded interesting.
More interesting than the next two months would be for Sasuke, at least.
"I suppose being a tourist is plenty of work for you," he conceded, before not in any way expressing curiosity in the answer to: "How long are you going to be in the village this time?"