(she couldn't just do it for him, that'd be coddling and there's no room for that here. she doesn't have the heart, or the pity. it's obvious sasuke is having some trouble, though, looking as tired as he does. deducing that this is a fresh arm loss is easy for a sharp mind to piece together. and she's far beyond sharp.

still, there's no point in bringing it up. it's not her problem.

something doesn't translate in what he said, so "uchiha sasuke" happens to be his name. filing it away for later, as she does all things.)

Sasuke. Don't squeeze it too hard, or you'll make a mess of your pants. (a glance to the side, before tugging open the bag of pretzels, examining the salt content.) Newcomer, right? You really got here at the wrong time. The scientists are friendly, though, aren't they...