Sasuke glances up when he hears her coming over, giving a snort when he sees the outfit she's wearing. It's hardly the sort of thing he'd wear in a fight, but then again, he used to wear a giant purple rope around his waist, so he's really got no room to point fingers.

"Mm. Some of the results are... surprising," he says with a shrug, taking a bite of his snack after and chewing it thoughtfully. He hadn't expected Lance to lose so quickly in his match, after all, but maybe he was going easy on people, or was half-assing it because he didn't want to be in the tournament to begin with. "You've done well."