Well, good, at least some one was where they were supposed to be. He’d been about two seconds away from banging the door open before the rustle of movement waylaid him. The short, raven-haired figure that appeared in the doorway shortly after eased some of his concerns. Sasuke.

A rumpled-looking Sasuke, but Sasuke nonetheless.

"Oh good, you haven’t spontaneously transformed into a diseased monster," he answered, lifting an eyebrow. "And yes, I have, despite all biological imperatives pointing to the opposite. I take it that since my visit has come as such a surprise, you haven’t?"

Stupid daytime rules about not being able to visit patients’ rooms. If he’d been certain Sasuke was having an extra long catnap, he would’ve woken the boy up much sooner. With slapping involved, if necessary.

"I'm going to have to install a tracking device on you. Lately you seem to be disappearing at the most inopportune times."