Uchiha Sasuke
As soon as his cells were locked once more and the guards and the medic-nin were gone, Sasuke exhaled a small sigh. He then stared at his replenished stock of revitalization medicine and the woven basket of food beside him.
She went through all the trouble to cook something for him. It's not like he was being starved in the maximum-security prison he was being held in. They actually made sure that the prisoners were at least well-fed and treated humanely [unless of course if the prisoners behaved badly].
He lifted the basket lid and saw clear containers of the food she mentioned moments ago. It was clear that she made them right before coming to visit him. The food was still warm. And smelled delicious.
He couldn't help but be grateful for this small but meaningful gesture of care and concern.
She was too kind. He didn't deserve her kindness. The dark-haired ninja thought as he helped himself to the food.