[ as much as naruto would like to roll over and ferment on the sidewalk, everything sakura says is perfectly sensible; rather than stemming from the actual fall, his disappointment arises from the fact that he'd been hyping this up for weeks— arriving at okinawa, taking sakura to a nice café. redeem his past-self's overall terribleness, and hopefully starting the trip off on the right foot.

still, this amount of ridiculousness has always been them— and he had gotten a laugh out of her, hadn't he? it isn't over until it's over. ]

Yeah, yeah. [ he sits up, cross-legged, outstretching both arms. now that he can actually see the damage, he winces, between that and his sensitive tailbone. unlike hunger though, they apparently don't warrant verbal complaints. ]

Sorry 'bout that. [ he groans, the sound soul-deep, ] I'll ask Sasuke to pick something up for us, wherever he is. Yamato says he'll be here in ten.