"For the night experiments? No." Shikamaru spoke with a calm certainty, having considered and dismissed the possibility. "The chair wasn't pushed back when I got here, and the bed's cold. There's no food tray. No one's been here tonight, but if his room was changed, the weapons would be gone."

Unless she meant 'taken' in the sense that he'd been removed from the institute, which was Shikamaru's leading theory. He wouldn't say that to Sakura, though, especially since they both knew that Kakashi would be returning to his own death. Shikamaru sat on the edge of the bed again, folding his legs and thinking about how to deal with the situation.

As usual, pragmatism quickly won out. "Take everything in his closet," he said without emotion. "I'll check the rest of the room. Mine's just a hallway over...we'll put the stuff there and leave a note in case he comes back."

He did not want to talk about this right now. Hopefully, Sakura didn't either.