When Chiyo started moving Sasori’s parent puppets, I didn't think it would be so heartbreaking, almost like she was trying to mend something broken within herself by controlling them. And that flashback? Seeing little Sasori just sitting there, waiting for parents who would never return, completely flipped my understanding of his twisted 'art' — it’s not just evil, it’s a desperate attempt to hold onto something he lost, which is just tragic.