He watched her movements carefully, because if anyone knew what Ino was thinking of, it was Shikamaru, as much as he hated to admit it. Instead, he quietly slapped Ino on her thigh (the covered part) before forcefully pushing himself up from his seat, putting his weight on her legs. It's his act of showing attitude right at Ino because he knew that she wouldn't—
couldn't do anything against him given her situation.
"Medicine," he started, rubbing the back of his neck before taking his phone with him,
good luck charm in tow. "Which?"
He already had a clue. And a course of action.
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