dropping beside him, her annoyance exaggerated, she pokes his shoulder. ใ
Don't think I'll let you off easy just because you're cute. ใ a little pause. ใ That is really cute, though.
ใ resting her weight on her arms, gwen looks out over the colorful buildings, the different sectors, the many shops, the straight roads and winding streets. ใ
Your village is beautiful. ใ maybe more so because she is seeing it through itachi's eyes—and his love for it lives in the backbeat of every moment. ใ
( it is. whatever darkness lives in this place, within the hearts of its people... it is all too often borne of the love they carry for their village. of the hope they have for its future. of the shame they have for its past.
he leans back a little on his hands. )
It is.
( he says that simply. he does not regret his actions in the traditional sense — because at the end of it all, it was to keep this place safe.
a safety that was obliterated not long after his death, if what kakashi said is true. his expression twists, turns faintly wistful. he has mourned his home privately — that burden belongs to no one else. )
Time does not pass in the real world while we are here. You may remain as long as you wish.
ใ the real world that is currently set to a simulation in a space station removed from time and space. just a brief cataloguing of the absurdity for those keeping watch at home.
the corner of gwen's mouth tilts up in a small smile. ใ
I'd like to stick around a while.
ใ when konoha finally vanishes around her and she blinks into the sunlight above the lake and its dock, gwen huffs quietly. her body is as it was when itachi met her eyes: caught in the grips of a threat that never drops entirely to zero. but the edges are sanded down. when she breathes, she fills her lungs.
before she can speak, a skinny black tentacle smacks itachi's shoulder. ใ Hey! ใ the symbiote curls back into her at the scolding. gwen scoffs. ใ
Sorry. ใ she makes a face at itachi in apology. ใ I think that's Venom saying you get a pass this time, but my head's taken.
๏ผ he makes a soft, amused little noise, but does not protest the smack, nor try to avoid it. instead, he reaches out to one of the questing tendrils, rubbing the edge of his finger against it in an affectionate nudge. ๏ผ
I have my own. Besides, between you and I, I think Gwen likes you better.
ใ she regards the ink-black shapeless blob with clear fondness. ใ Only a little.
ใ mollified, the symbiote reforms the neckline of her shirt. what's left sinks through her skin until no sign of it remains. gwen remains in comfortable silence a moment before her eyes find itachi. her face remains colorless, but when she smiles, the gesture reaches her eyes. ใ
Thank you.
ใ she takes his hand in both of hers. he is so close still she does not need to lean too far forward before she can kiss his cheek. ใ
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dropping beside him, her annoyance exaggerated, she pokes his shoulder. ใ
Don't think I'll let you off easy just because you're cute. ใ a little pause. ใ That is really cute, though.
ใ resting her weight on her arms, gwen looks out over the colorful buildings, the different sectors, the many shops, the straight roads and winding streets. ใ
Your village is beautiful. ใ maybe more so because she is seeing it through itachi's eyes—and his love for it lives in the backbeat of every moment. ใ
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he leans back a little on his hands. )
It is.
( he says that simply. he does not regret his actions in the traditional sense — because at the end of it all, it was to keep this place safe.
a safety that was obliterated not long after his death, if what kakashi said is true. his expression twists, turns faintly wistful. he has mourned his home privately — that burden belongs to no one else. )
Time does not pass in the real world while we are here. You may remain as long as you wish.
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the corner of gwen's mouth tilts up in a small smile. ใ
I'd like to stick around a while.
ใ when konoha finally vanishes around her and she blinks into the sunlight above the lake and its dock, gwen huffs quietly. her body is as it was when itachi met her eyes: caught in the grips of a threat that never drops entirely to zero. but the edges are sanded down. when she breathes, she fills her lungs.
before she can speak, a skinny black tentacle smacks itachi's shoulder. ใ Hey! ใ the symbiote curls back into her at the scolding. gwen scoffs. ใ
Sorry. ใ she makes a face at itachi in apology. ใ I think that's Venom saying you get a pass this time, but my head's taken.
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I have my own. Besides, between you and I, I think Gwen likes you better.
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ใ mollified, the symbiote reforms the neckline of her shirt. what's left sinks through her skin until no sign of it remains. gwen remains in comfortable silence a moment before her eyes find itachi. her face remains colorless, but when she smiles, the gesture reaches her eyes. ใ
Thank you.
ใ she takes his hand in both of hers. he is so close still she does not need to lean too far forward before she can kiss his cheek. ใ
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they spend the walk back to the dormitories in silence, and part ways at her shared room with wei wuxian. ๏ผ