No, I wouldn't know.

[Sasuke. He was talking to Uzumaki Naruto yesterday.]

Not enough.

That's not what I meant, Sasuke. Tch.

What isn't "straight" about pointing out that the damn door knob, the ground, the walls, the windows, any metal could possibly burn someone's skin?

...Fine, Sasuke.

[There we go again. This strange, new giving-up-the-argument thing that only Sasuke can make him do.]

...What?

[He's trying not to argue. What's wrong with trying not to argue? He thought Sasuke didn't want to argue. ;;]

You obviously don't care, so there's no point in continuing.

I think you don't care because I already made my point, and you don't care.

It doesn't matter. If someone burns himself on the doorknob, it's his fault.

[...Ugh. Deep breath, then looking Sasuke in the eye.]

What's wrong?

...

[That is not what he was expecting.]

...Everyone changes here.

[Evasion!]

You don't want to argue, so I won't argue.