Thinking about Sasori and how he navigates through time. Like- this is a being who has sought and obtained a body that does not age, who spends hours and hours on end preparing, and creating, human puppets. Will even take time in a battle that intrigues him. Yet he hates waiting and others waiting for him.
Of course it can be inferred that he dislikes waiting because of how long he waited for his parents to come back. (Then never did.) But it’s also just so sad to think about how here’s this immortal puppet, which time has stopped for, who has literally all the time in the world. And yet he can’t stand waiting or when people wait for him. He wants to get there as fast as possible and he wants people to do the same for him. I think it also shows just how much he respects the Akatsuki too. He doesn’t want to waste their time and vice versa. And I could make the argument that he’s so impatient because he wants to get back to his projects. But it’s really fun that these feelings still prevail in him even as a puppet.
It’s one other thing that makes him incomplete. If he completely culled all feeling, it wouldn’t matter if someone got to him late or if he arrived late. Yet in this regard, time is still precious to him and it shows just how much that kid inside is/was always waiting. And I think that hits SO hard when he does die in the arms of his mother and father puppets. Like they finally came home, they’re surrounding him in that similar embrace. And then that additional layer of him noticing the attack and willingly taking it, cements this moment of the end to this wait. It’s wonderful and painful in the best ways.
-Bonus to have that puppet body in the care of Kankuro later alongside Sasori’s mother and father puppets. Like do not separate, not ever, and it’s eternal. UGH Just such beautiful, bittersweet, and very poetic end. 👌