Yura set aside her frustration with herself for not anticipating this. That was a useless emotion. And she stifled her anger at the citizens, even the cashier. She kept tabs on Sasuke's emotions. He didn't have to tell her, for her to notice how uncomfortable he was. He had a right to be uncomfortable. 

Yura's slender, strong fingers settled on one of his hunched shoulders and squeezed. 

"Let's go. It's time for lunch. I can make us some of your favorite food!"

Her hand slid to the back of his neck and gently pushed him toward the exit. 

She tried to think of something to distract him.

"Say... Sasuke-kun, do you like animals?"

Yura easily held her bag of food on one hip and let the free arm dangle between them. 

"Before I went on my mission I had a cat. I'm thinking about getting another one. What do you think?"