ใ the sole survivor. and konoha's insurance against itachi, surely. or maybe they had a different goal in mind for the little boy, horrifying as the concept is.
it is a little boy, she visualizes, itachi in miniature. did he watch it happen or was he spared that much, at least? did he see his brother become a brutal stranger? because she knows with absolute certainty that he would not have known the truth. itachi suggested as much: my regret is failing to trust someone I should have. no one would have trusted a child with a truth so immense or so terrible—but they had no trouble having his big brother take on that guilt.
it roils in her gut: the appalling cruelty of ordering the son to exterminate his family. and all in the name of…order? security? control and power.
her mouth presses into an unhappy line. ใ
That should never have been asked of you. ใ her eyes meet his, pale blue to deep black, without flinching. ใ You deserved better. You both did.
๏ผ he is not so lacking in self-awareness that he refutes her claim, the same thing he had murmured to her in quiet certainty. the difference between them is that in gwen's case, it is true. even now, she nurses empathy for him, and his gaze cuts away, falling on the neat row of his kunai spread out on the bed where he had been sharpening them. ๏ผ
Now, if you will excuse me.
๏ผ he raises a hand, and points her to the door. ๏ผ
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it is a little boy, she visualizes, itachi in miniature. did he watch it happen or was he spared that much, at least? did he see his brother become a brutal stranger? because she knows with absolute certainty that he would not have known the truth. itachi suggested as much: my regret is failing to trust someone I should have. no one would have trusted a child with a truth so immense or so terrible—but they had no trouble having his big brother take on that guilt.
it roils in her gut: the appalling cruelty of ordering the son to exterminate his family. and all in the name of…order? security? control and power.
her mouth presses into an unhappy line. ใ
That should never have been asked of you. ใ her eyes meet his, pale blue to deep black, without flinching. ใ You deserved better. You both did.
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Now, if you will excuse me.
๏ผ he raises a hand, and points her to the door. ๏ผ
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tardรญo fin.