（ nani the fuck. sakura gives the girl a sidelong glance, and then takes a breath. this is literally part of what her mental health training has been for, but she's not exactly immune to feeling irritated by it — the trick is just not to show it. ）

Okay, first of all — I don't think you're trash. No one's trash. （ well, maybe orochimaru's trash, but he's not here, so... ） And secondly — maybe other people you've met expect things back, but I'm not one of them. You can believe me or not, I really don't care.

（ she used to be obsessive over what other people thought or believed about her, but she's been learning to let that go. becoming comfortable in her own skin has gone a long way towards settling those old insecurities. ）