“Wait.” It’s a command. If he doesn’t get to the bottom of this now, his mind won’t be put to rest. He beckons. “Let me take a good look at you. Come closer. Report on you training progress.”
He takes his tray on his lap. He begins to eat.
“I was promoted to Jonin rank twelve days after your departure. There is nothing else to report.” He was just keeping with his schedule and his new duties. But he does close the distance, to allow Orochimaru to study him. He’s filled out in that time, and it shows how the flak jacket clings to his body. He’s abandoned the low ponytail, in favor of a higher one. The hair is the same length, trimmed regularly.