Sakura's eyes widen a little at the head pat, and even she can't be sure if it's because that's actually a show of affection from her sensei, or if it's because she wants to hit him a little bit. She's not a dog, after all. For a second, she just stays there, stunned.

And then she rolls her eyes, shoving at the man and bundling him towards the tent door. "Something tells me your idea of 'careful' is the same as your idea of 'fine'. Now you can get out of here, lazy, you're taking up valuable time."