"Did you hear? Did he go out last night?"
Kankuro stared at Temari and shook his head. "How am I supposed to know?" He asked her. "I'm not going to waste precious sleep staying awake to hear if my brother is sneaking out at night."
Temari growled in frustration. "Don't you care about what Gaara is doing? Don't you realize how big of a step this is for him?"
Kankuro shrugged. "Sure, I get it. But I don't care so much that I'll cut into wonderful sleep time to spy on him."
"It's not spying it's..." Temari trailed off, unsure of what word would be best to describe what she wanted to do for Gaara now.
"Eavesdropping?" Kankuro suggested. "Stalking? Nosing in?"
Temari frowned. "I'm just looking out for him." She argued.
Kankuro nodded. "Sure. I am too, you know. It's just that I'm looking out for me too, and I have to sleep. I can't pull off the sleep deprived look as well as Gaara."
Temari looked at Kankuro, debating whether she should be glad they had come far enough to joke about Gaara's sleepless condition, or if she should just punch Kankuro for being insensitive. She settled for a compromise. "You're right." She told Kankuro, smiling. "You're not nearly pretty enough."