[She sits down, crude strip of bandage unraveled over a knee, prepared to bind it across her eyes for his sake — and Sasuke frowns deeply, unhappily, because he should let her do it and a version of himself that isn't completely gone yet would have, but he can't. A hand comes up, one of hers, taking the wrist of his own right arm to prevent it from moving.]
Sakura. [... Now he has to use his words, doesn't he.] There's no need to go that far. The Sharingan is about chakra control, and you're good at that, so with my assistance you can avoid triggering it. That's why I'll stay with you until we're back to normal.
[Surely there won't be any problems. Right? They can just remain in each other's presence, awkwardly, however long it takes to revert to their own bodies.]
My main concern is the Rinnegan. You won't be used to it, and you can't deactivate it. Are you feeling disoriented or uncomfortable at all?
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Sakura. [... Now he has to use his words, doesn't he.] There's no need to go that far. The Sharingan is about chakra control, and you're good at that, so with my assistance you can avoid triggering it. That's why I'll stay with you until we're back to normal.
[Surely there won't be any problems. Right? They can just remain in each other's presence, awkwardly, however long it takes to revert to their own bodies.]
My main concern is the Rinnegan. You won't be used to it, and you can't deactivate it. Are you feeling disoriented or uncomfortable at all?