（ there's never any time on a battlefield to pay one's respects for the dead. there's a reason, that after the fourth war, the bodies were mostly incinerated by konoha's katon users. they didn't have time to collect them in the moment, people by and large were left where they fell. the clean-up was weeks, months afterwards, locating the fallen. some were never properly identified, and it was only by checking off rosters of the allied forces that they were able to approximate unit position and casualty counts. in the years since, there is still speculation on how many people might have taken the opportunity to become a missing-nin, and how many were just so deeply buried in the earth that their bodies couldn't be found.
but she understands. and so she just nods, and leaves her hand on his shoulder to help support him. she won't heal him yet, but her chakra suffuses him anyway through the avenue of that single touch — like the rainfall in spring that encourages growth, soft and cool and seaglass green. ）
she's here to heal things and chew gum and she's all out of gum
but she understands. and so she just nods, and leaves her hand on his shoulder to help support him. she won't heal him yet, but her chakra suffuses him anyway through the avenue of that single touch — like the rainfall in spring that encourages growth, soft and cool and seaglass green. ）
Of course. What do you need me to do?