"But don't you miss him?" Ino asked that night, lying in bed together.
"I've only been away a few days." Sakura said practically. "I'm not a withering flower."
"Withering flower?"
"I don't know. I mean, I'm not going to fade away without him for a while."
Ino laughed. "Well than, I suppose that's a good thing."
"I like to think so, yes."
