[Shifting, Sasuke peels the sweater off of himself one-handed, draping it at the end of the bed. Then, naked once more, he wraps the blanket around his shoulders like a heavy cloak.]
I don't have much left of him, except for memories. [The hollow ache in wondering what happened to Naruto after the Netherworld continues to nag him—but that powerlessness can't be solved simply by wishing it away. He has to believe Naruto is all right.] Thank you.
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[Shifting, Sasuke peels the sweater off of himself one-handed, draping it at the end of the bed. Then, naked once more, he wraps the blanket around his shoulders like a heavy cloak.]
I don't have much left of him, except for memories. [The hollow ache in wondering what happened to Naruto after the Netherworld continues to nag him—but that powerlessness can't be solved simply by wishing it away. He has to believe Naruto is all right.] Thank you.