PRETTY BIRD.
a hesitation accompanies his words, fingers reaching up to idly tap on his own lips in pensive consideration of the suggestion. travel alone? sure, he would fly off for a few days at a time but he would keep tabs on kioshi – he never strayed too far. he didn’t have anywhere to go, really. he had experienced so much of the elemental nations with his partner; he couldn’t imagine doing it without him. so instead, he deflects. ‘ you have a brother, sempai? ’ he asks, head tilting to the side in curiosity. ‘ do you have any other family? ’
his deflection ANNOYED the older shinobi --- but he decided not to press him on it. gaze scanned the figure to his side, hands resting at his side as they moved through the rocky terrain. ❛ none to speak of, ❜ & his usually even tone is laced with spite, HOPING the delivery of his words were enough for karasu to drop the conversation. ❛ how much longer ? ❜


















