Naruto bit his lip roughly as she spoke, sitting up into a heavily slouched position and staring at the doll with a mixture of emotions. How was he supposed to feel at that particular moment? He had a chance here to make Sasuke one of his closest friends again - to start over... To get another chance. He didn't remember Naruto beyond being a loud, attacking friend of Sakura's and thus didn't remember anything they'd been through. He didn't remember that he had tried to kill him more then once? He didn't remember that Naruto had regarded him as the closest thing he'd ever had to a brother? He didn't remember that Naruto had failed to save him, failed to talk him out of going with Orochimaru and becoming the bastard that he was back in their own world? He didn't know whether to smile at the thought or cry - in some ways, it was like losing ... everything.
"Hmph. He still thinks I'm loud and annoying. That hasn't changed any," he muttered, attempting to make light of the entire situation. He continued to bite at his lip when he wasn't speaking, though he finally placed the plushie to the side and simply stared at the floor instead. He didn't want to look at Sasuke at that moment, even a stuffed doll version of him. It was too hard, really, especially if he had to attempt to forget all of his memories of him in order to make things even remotely normal.
Finally looking up at Sakura, he gave her an encouraging grin. "I guess this place is giving us a chance to make things kinda like they were then, yeah? That's gotta be a good thing!" He knew that this was a chance that he would never get again - to talk to Sasuke as though nothing had ever happened. He could make good of this situation. Really!