[She isn't wrong. Sasuke's head turns, in time to avoid the brief flash of emotion on her face – however he hears that subtle change in the tight cord of her voice. His own frown is a permanent curve on his mouth, more comfortably fitted than any other expression and worsened by the topic of their conversation. Navigating this new dynamic between the three of them is difficult. Burdened with the actions of his past, not so distant even now, he can only wonder why Sakura would bother to speak with him on this, if not for the seriousness of their friend's current state.
Teammates. They were teammates, but they have never formally returned to that. They aren't performing missions here together as a unit. They have no common sensei. Is it because she sees him as belonging again to the village? It must be.
His eyes close, momentarily.] Fine. I'll speak to him first. But there's no guarantee he'll even listen to me. [Talking is not an activity the two of them are especially good at. It isn't as native or as comfortable to them as battle.] After that I'm telling him to go to you.
If you meet with the Hierarchy, what will you ask?
（ helping naruto is more important to her now than being in sasuke's good graces — but that was not always true of her. now it feels a little like naruto and sasuke are weighted scales on either side of her — celestial reflections of each other's souls — and she's left trying to balance what remains.
she exhales, and scrubs a hand through her hair, fingers stuttering briefly over the spot she usually wears her forehead protector and now wears nothing at all. her fingers scrunch up her hair in frustration, and then: ）
I've gone over a few possibilities in my mind, but I think in this case putting them in a position to answer the questions I'm not asking is going to be the best approach.
（ she's already noticed the tendency of the hierarchy to step around what they don't wish to answer. it's telling, and it can give them a lead. she just has to pay attention.
sakura's always had a knack for making her vulnerabilities do the work for her when she's trying to get answers out of someone, and she sees no reason it won't work in this instance just as well. ）
I've asked someone else to go with me — a diplomat — so I can focus more on observation and the occasional interjection. I don't expect he'll get anywhere, but that's not really the point. Is there anything in particular you'd like me to ask?
[His gaze wavers on her longer than usual, scrutiny double-edged now that he's occupied her body, if not her mind. He's tried to shake himself of the memory, but it becomes more difficult in proximity. The ache of muscles, the chakra tangled up in threaded patterns that had felt senseless to him, the gesture of fingers through longer hair an echo of how he'd done the same to rake it back away from his face. They haven't spoken to any extent about the exchange; he doesn't expect they ever will, but he saw her experience through his eyes once they were rightly returned to themselves. The horror of the Forges.]
Who is the diplomat?
[He knows only one of them in the Netherworld, but he has not seen Laurent use those skills, and frankly has trouble with the imagining.]
It would be useful to learn the Hierarchy's knowledge regarding the Labyrinth, if they have any at all. Has anyone survived trespassing those boundaries? Has anyone attempted to map its layout, or does it change frequently, or is as impossible an effort as tracking time in this place? I understand the Hierarchy claims that Oblivium is our greatest enemy, but the Labyrinth is a physical manifestation of it, so we need to be prepared at what we may face in the future. I've found little information on what is actually down there so far. [He pauses, thinking.] There's an entrance guarded in the Barrens.
[Not that he's dared cross into the Labyrinth himself yet. Even he knows it would be foolish without knowing more.]
Claude — he's been going by 'undying' on the Netherwork.
（ if sasuke's come across him, he'll remember. her fingers fuss along the hem of her shirt, stilling when he mentions the labyrinth. of course that place would draw his attention. she's only more surprised he hasn't walked through that entrance yet. almost as surprised as the fact he's asking her to canvas for information on his behalf. ）
[The name isn't one he recognizes, but he files it away all the same]
If you can learn more, then should there come a time we'll have to navigate that place, we'll be prepared.
[As it is now, he knows little better than nothing about the Labyrinth outside the warnings and dread expressed by the current citizens of Stygia. Entering on his own has occurred to him, but even he isn't willing to take that risk without sufficient evidence he would be able to return.]
I've encountered spectres in some of the openings that lead down into it. [One hand moves to the sword at his waist.] They're numerous in those broken passages. And they're a substitute for soul-forging, rather than using Restless like you or I. If you need anything in the future, I can hunt them.
（ she can't remember the last time he offered to do anything for her, to help. she doesn't quite know how to react — ultimately, she just works her jaw off to one side speculatively. she's torn between... fond warmth and fleeting annoyance that he very likely thinks she can't do it herself. ）
They are Restless. Just ones that have been lost to Oblivium.
（ what they might all become, if they aren't careful. it doesn't exactly make her shy away from the concept of using them in this manner, but it's not quite as black-and-white as being restless or not. even if there's no way to bring them back to themselves, it's still...
(but wasn't that what the white zetsu were, ultimately? people, lost to the previous infinite tsukuyomi. she hadn't flinched from killing them. ) ）
If you're going into the Labyrinth, just... please make sure Naruto or I know in advance. I don't care if you want to go alone — （ she does, but she knows better than to say it. it's never stopped him before. ） but I think we can agree that the Rinnegan falling into the wrong hands isn't something we should take lightly.
[He points a look at her as if to say, You know what I meant. The difference between a spectre and one of the existing, not-yet-fallen Restless is night and day. Killing the corrupted beings at all is a necessary evil. He wouldn't do it if he didn't have to, but they need tools and supplies to survive.]
We can agree. [A mild statement. Remember when you took his Rinnegan for a joyride in the Forges? Then again, that wasn't truly Sakura's fault, so he lets it slide.] I'm not going to act recklessly.
[The power of his eyes, desired by others, has been a burden he's carried his whole life. It doesn't feel any different here.]
（ 'not going to act recklessly' boy her ptsd says otherwise. ）
No.
（ there are a thousand things she wants to ask him. a thousand things she wants to say. but it isn't as if he's going to start listening to her now. she just shakes her head, and uses shunshin to vanish.
to be honest — it feels good to be the one leaving him standing there once in a while. ）
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Teammates. They were teammates, but they have never formally returned to that. They aren't performing missions here together as a unit. They have no common sensei. Is it because she sees him as belonging again to the village? It must be.
His eyes close, momentarily.] Fine. I'll speak to him first. But there's no guarantee he'll even listen to me. [Talking is not an activity the two of them are especially good at. It isn't as native or as comfortable to them as battle.] After that I'm telling him to go to you.
If you meet with the Hierarchy, what will you ask?
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（ helping naruto is more important to her now than being in sasuke's good graces — but that was not always true of her. now it feels a little like naruto and sasuke are weighted scales on either side of her — celestial reflections of each other's souls — and she's left trying to balance what remains.
she exhales, and scrubs a hand through her hair, fingers stuttering briefly over the spot she usually wears her forehead protector and now wears nothing at all. her fingers scrunch up her hair in frustration, and then: ）
I've gone over a few possibilities in my mind, but I think in this case putting them in a position to answer the questions I'm not asking is going to be the best approach.
（ she's already noticed the tendency of the hierarchy to step around what they don't wish to answer. it's telling, and it can give them a lead. she just has to pay attention.
sakura's always had a knack for making her vulnerabilities do the work for her when she's trying to get answers out of someone, and she sees no reason it won't work in this instance just as well. ）
I've asked someone else to go with me — a diplomat — so I can focus more on observation and the occasional interjection. I don't expect he'll get anywhere, but that's not really the point. Is there anything in particular you'd like me to ask?
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Who is the diplomat?
[He knows only one of them in the Netherworld, but he has not seen Laurent use those skills, and frankly has trouble with the imagining.]
It would be useful to learn the Hierarchy's knowledge regarding the Labyrinth, if they have any at all. Has anyone survived trespassing those boundaries? Has anyone attempted to map its layout, or does it change frequently, or is as impossible an effort as tracking time in this place? I understand the Hierarchy claims that Oblivium is our greatest enemy, but the Labyrinth is a physical manifestation of it, so we need to be prepared at what we may face in the future. I've found little information on what is actually down there so far. [He pauses, thinking.] There's an entrance guarded in the Barrens.
[Not that he's dared cross into the Labyrinth himself yet. Even he knows it would be foolish without knowing more.]
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（ if sasuke's come across him, he'll remember. her fingers fuss along the hem of her shirt, stilling when he mentions the labyrinth. of course that place would draw his attention. she's only more surprised he hasn't walked through that entrance yet. almost as surprised as the fact he's asking her to canvas for information on his behalf. ）
And if I can learn more... what then?
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If you can learn more, then should there come a time we'll have to navigate that place, we'll be prepared.
[As it is now, he knows little better than nothing about the Labyrinth outside the warnings and dread expressed by the current citizens of Stygia. Entering on his own has occurred to him, but even he isn't willing to take that risk without sufficient evidence he would be able to return.]
I've encountered spectres in some of the openings that lead down into it. [One hand moves to the sword at his waist.] They're numerous in those broken passages. And they're a substitute for soul-forging, rather than using Restless like you or I. If you need anything in the future, I can hunt them.
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They are Restless. Just ones that have been lost to Oblivium.
（ what they might all become, if they aren't careful. it doesn't exactly make her shy away from the concept of using them in this manner, but it's not quite as black-and-white as being restless or not. even if there's no way to bring them back to themselves, it's still...
(but wasn't that what the white zetsu were, ultimately? people, lost to the previous infinite tsukuyomi. she hadn't flinched from killing them. ) ）
If you're going into the Labyrinth, just... please make sure Naruto or I know in advance. I don't care if you want to go alone — （ she does, but she knows better than to say it. it's never stopped him before. ） but I think we can agree that the Rinnegan falling into the wrong hands isn't something we should take lightly.
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We can agree. [A mild statement. Remember when you took his Rinnegan for a joyride in the Forges? Then again, that wasn't truly Sakura's fault, so he lets it slide.] I'm not going to act recklessly.
[The power of his eyes, desired by others, has been a burden he's carried his whole life. It doesn't feel any different here.]
Was there anything else?
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No.
（ there are a thousand things she wants to ask him. a thousand things she wants to say. but it isn't as if he's going to start listening to her now. she just shakes her head, and uses shunshin to vanish.
to be honest — it feels good to be the one leaving him standing there once in a while. ）
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(He deserves this.)]