[It was his suggestion, yet Sasuke cannot entirely tame the tension that seizes him as his hand is held, as the knife-point is placed to skin. Residual trauma is not washed out by rationality, even knowing that everything his brother did to him was an unwilling sacrifice. It doesn't mute the strangling impulse he feels to rip away from the touch, but he does marshal it, staying still until his blood blooms beneath the blade. He turns his palm over and applies the blood to the seal, thumb sliding slightly across it in a clean, efficient smear.]

Remi d'Arbes. [A person, or a concept? He commits it to his memory.] And the regrets we're promised can be amended? I'd say it was a dream, but...

[All of this feels too real. Itachi is too real, familiar and completely alien, nothing like the warped caricature of his haunted nightmares, and nothing like the loving brother of their childhood.]

Has anyone seen them fulfilled and left the Ximilia?