[Saya's right on time, carrying her sword in one hand and shoes in the other. Shoes just get in the way when walking -- or fighting -- on the sand. She's smiling, just a little, despite the occasion; this is her favorite place here, so much like home.]
[Spotting Sasuke, she thinks to wave, then things better of it, then thinks better of that.] Sasuke, good morning. [She's not too smiley though, and she is focused. They both have something important to accomplish.] You weren't waiting long, were you?