[ Naruto notices her feet step into his periphery and glances up at her; the moment he registers the look she's giving him the jumbled up expression on his face hastily drops, like a child whipping his hand away from the cookie jar after being caught dipping in, to be replaced by a similarly questioning look.
He glances down at the little carving in her hand, then back at her face. He can understand why she's come over now, and digs in his overalls to fish out his communication device. ]
i'll tell ya about mine if you tell me about yours
no subject
He glances down at the little carving in her hand, then back at her face. He can understand why she's come over now, and digs in his overalls to fish out his communication device. ]
i'll tell ya about mine if you tell me about yours
[ He's curious, so he figures she must be. ]