@ichaichacopynin / cont. The question caused the serpent to lose his words, the ones he had planned in reassurance inadequate. He wished now, looking back, that he had taken the time to go and speak with Sakumo and his wife. But as fate would have it, their relationship was distant, completely professional. Of course, Kakashi’s father was well known, first in a good light, and then in a bad one. As another high ranking figure in the shinobi force, The Sannin and the Hokages father had spoken on occasion. It was better than nothing. “I didn’t know them well,” Orochimaru said honestly, “but given your fathers excellence in battle, we held a few conversations. Your mother and I less so.” What would Kakashi want to hear? The truth no doubt, but could the Sannin not twist his words for the others benefit. No human was perfect, but the serpent could paint the two as if they were close to such a thing. Not a lie... a distortion of honesty.
“They were both noble, shinobi the village should have treated better. I can only speak from my experience with the two of them. Your mother was wise, I’d have liked to have spoken to her more, but she-” he halted at the words, best not to speak of the end to such a woman, “I always thought she was brave, in a calm way... she was charismatic, adaptable and certain when she spoke.” “You’ve heard of your fathers legacies. He was always trying to do the right thing. He shouldn’t have paid for that... I’m sorry my love. I wish it had been different for you. No one should have to endure what you have,” The Sannin said softly, he wondered... would Kakashi wish to speak to his parents? The immortal could bring them back. It was frowned upon but he could do it. Maybe just so his lover could find answers?