Kankuro actually tapped his foot as the woman took her time processing his papers. He supposed his reluctance to travel was his downfall in that his documents were very rarely seen, and therefore took a little longer to get through.... Or at least that's what he told himself. Kankuro didn't spare any time to entertain the possibility that his briskness might have bred a spiteful retaliation. He definitely wasn't in Suna any more.

At the sound of a voice, Kankuro turned to glare in that direction instead, and his scowl only darkened as what the man had said sank in.

"Keep to your business, would you?" he asked, his voice level but his sharp eyes full of the malice he felt for not being elbow deep in mechanical ligaments and woodwork right now.