If Sasuke hadn't wished with even more fervency to know what was wrong, he might have remained more irritated with Sakura. As it were, however ... as it were, he knew too intimately the confusion of time slipping away, darkness replacing swathes of opportunity and a shinobi's discomfort at being so unaware.

"Unless they've changed the food or are drugging it at random, it can't be the food," he said in reply to her theory, brow furrowing more deeply. "The sleep is too inconsistent for it to be worth starving yourself."

Not that it mattered whether Sakura chose to eat or not, per se, except in the sense that she was an ally Sasuke preferred not to have at diminished strength. That was only further proven at her next guess, which earned a more contemplative frown. "The basement?"