"What, your say-so isn't enough for 'em?" Kankuro raised a paint flecked eyebrow. It was more a throw away comment rather than a serious question, grunted offside and his voice laced with the poignant air of someone who was way too used to the check, check and check again of the administration in his own village.

Kisame's reply prompted a quiet grumble from Kankuro's stomach, and his firm expression twitched with thought. It had indeed taken some time, and punctual as Kankuro always was by trait, in order to stay punctual he hadn't had time for any pit stops.

"Green stuff," he answered simply. "I like meat."