"How do you sleep so well in this?" Ino demanded, shuddering as a crack of thunder split the air, her ears ringing and her eyes stinging from the searing brightness of the now near-constant lightning strikes; she wasn't afraid of storms, but being in a barely-adequate scrap of shelter was making her rapidly less fond of them . . . and Sakura had curled up and gone to sleep as though in the finest room of the ryokan they'd left the week before.

Sakura yawned and shoved at Ino with a little grumpy sound, stretching and then turning over, folding her legs up close once more. "'s the ozone in the air," she mumbled sleepily, and Ino frowned, brows drawing together, "'s familiar. Like being with sensei. 's always safe." she said with a humming sigh, and Ino eyed the raging sky once more as she felt Sakura returning to sleep, lax and comfortable, at her side.