[ There are no decorations to speak of and no personal affects to make it seem unique apart from a scant collection of weaponry in the corner. It's otherwise untouched, generic, and might seem as if no one occupies it at all... for now; it's only a matter of time before he starts installing traps out of paranoid habit.

He shuts the door after a quick glance into the hallway, an even more noticeable silence filling the room as he chooses his words. ]

... the war's over. You didn't have the chance to see the effects of your work, but it paid off. You deserve to know that, first. [ Sasuke remains standing rather than making for the bed, watching him out of the corner of his eye, quietly wary in his unease. ]