[ . . . hah.

Tenka's expression crumples faintly at that - because it's what he'd wanted to hear. For so long, he'd wanted Shirasu to be more selfish. In their home, there would always be a place for him. He was their brother, and his help was imperative to making sure that they didn't crumble... but for too long he called himself the Kumou shinobi.]

... I can't believe you had to figure that out this way.

[Why did he have to die to do it?

Why did he have to go through something so painful?]

Every time you asked me to use you... like you were some kind of tool - I hated that. I don't even know how much of it was true anymore... but it really pissed me off when you would say things like we were going to throw you away one day. Like you had a purpose to fulfill that I decided.

Being selfish doesn't mean having to stab us all in the back, you know... so don't think that I'll forgive you so easily if you do it again but -

[He shakes his head and laughs - it lacks the pure unfiltered sunlight normally found in the sound, but his lips form a smile nonetheless.]

You can't go ahead anymore, okay?

So you better live a long life with me.