（ he could call him on that. it isn't fine, he knows. but — as much as every instinct yearns to soothe and placate, this might be one of those things that's best left wilfully tangled. he can't just bulldoze every emotional hurdle out of the way because he knows how to deal with them. he's certain he could walk this conversation to a better place, but — some things have to be learned.
it still hurts. like doing battlefield triage, and seeing the moment someone realizes you won't help them, because you can't, because they can't be saved, or the risk is too great to try and will endanger many others. he can guess what sasuke's expression looks like, and the way hurt and doubt are both clawing furrows into him even now. he has no way of knowing if he'll return to bleeding wounds or healing scars. ）
okay.
i'll be back in three days. come spend the night with me then?
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it still hurts. like doing battlefield triage, and seeing the moment someone realizes you won't help them, because you can't, because they can't be saved, or the risk is too great to try and will endanger many others. he can guess what sasuke's expression looks like, and the way hurt and doubt are both clawing furrows into him even now. he has no way of knowing if he'll return to bleeding wounds or healing scars. ）
okay.
i'll be back in three days. come spend the night with me then?