（ his expression settles into something just — a little sad. the way that pervasive melancholy can settle on a graveyard that's been reclaimed, overrun by time, the names all worn away. a beautiful place, but the cradle of someone's heartbreak once. ）
Yeah.
（ he exhales, and it's not entirely steady. his mouth turns up at one corner. ）
I had a little girl. Before — （ a vague gesture to his temple. sasuke will get his meaning. ） I don't remember much else. （ not her name. not her laugh. nothing but that one image that's almost like an afterburn into his memory. ） And then... here and there over the millennia. Some were mine, some were adopted or taken in. I don't really care about biology like that. I just love being a father. But it's hard to outlive them, so it's — not something I do deliberately very often.
sorry about your life sasuke
Yeah.
（ he exhales, and it's not entirely steady. his mouth turns up at one corner. ）
I had a little girl. Before — （ a vague gesture to his temple. sasuke will get his meaning. ） I don't remember much else. （ not her name. not her laugh. nothing but that one image that's almost like an afterburn into his memory. ） And then... here and there over the millennia. Some were mine, some were adopted or taken in. I don't really care about biology like that. I just love being a father. But it's hard to outlive them, so it's — not something I do deliberately very often.