[Gods, that laugh. She'd enjoy it more if they weren't currently grappling, of course, but even still, it's so open and happy -- so human -- that it almost doesn't sound like Sasuke. Definitely not the Sasuke she tried to kill not that long ago, the seemingly unredeemable madman. Not even the Sasuke from before he left, the moody, focused preteen.

It's not gonna let her stop from winning, though!]

Well, I wouldn't want to keep you waiting much longer, would I?

[With quick, sinuous motions, she manages to get a wrist free long enough to snag a handful of snow and stuff it down the front of his pants.]