Sep 16, 2019
@springninja – starter call
a quiet sigh leaves his lips. eyes shut momentarily before they reopen and settle on her face. he’s tired, much too tired to react so boldly in ANGER. in its place is a fairly even mix of disapproval and irritation. her determination would almost be admirable, if it wasn’t such a HINDRANCE. “ go home, sakura, ” he says, though he knows it’s in VAIN. he’s not entirely sure what it would take to stop her. something tells him it’s more than he had hoped for. he wonders what that will mean for him, when the time comes. ( though that time wasn’t now. )
“ can’t you see? ” voice is louder now. more offensive. “ it’s futile. ”