（ the word god, used in that way, is full of difficult connotations for sakura. there is the shinto concept of godhood, and then there is kaguya, and at this revelation her mouth tugs down at one corner. she had seen set, perhaps, at his most bereft and compassionate, but it paints certain things that happened there in a new light. ）
I understand.
（ maybe more than he knows. it's so like him, though, trying not to be a burden on anyone else, trying to choose the path of least possible harm and accepting the possibility of harm to himself as... what, recompense? it's as noble as it is foolish. but then, he's proven himself to be both those things in spades in the entirety of their brief acquaintance so far.
she has never been very good at being brave. so much of her life has been spent hiding behind other people and hoping for a better outcome than she could possibly manage on her own. she's left much of that old instinct behind, but what people don't tell you about courage is that it's not necessarily something that's innate. it doesn't live alongside your heart, strengthened by the caged bird beat. it's a choice you have to make every time.
sometimes, it fails you. that doesn't mean cowardice so much as it means humanity.
she opens her mouth. closes it with a click of her teeth.
(is it arrogance, that makes her think she might be useful here, when she had decried that very thing with naruto or sasuke? or is it just the lingering fear that no matter how much she cares for both of them, they will only ever leave her behind? she doesn't want them knowing her deepest, darkest thoughts, because so many of them feature the two of them in one way or another. in that way, perhaps it's easier with a stranger than with someone you've known more than half your life.)
(sɑsuƙe will ƞeνeɾ cɦσσse ɦeɾ ɑƞʮwɑʮ.)
her brow furrows, and her eyes fix on a chip in the linoleum floor. a muscle flexes in her jaw, and when she looks back up, she makes a choice. ）
Then, let's do it. Maybe I can help balance him out, and you won't have to worry so much about his nature in addition to your own.
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I understand.
（ maybe more than he knows. it's so like him, though, trying not to be a burden on anyone else, trying to choose the path of least possible harm and accepting the possibility of harm to himself as... what, recompense? it's as noble as it is foolish. but then, he's proven himself to be both those things in spades in the entirety of their brief acquaintance so far.
she has never been very good at being brave. so much of her life has been spent hiding behind other people and hoping for a better outcome than she could possibly manage on her own. she's left much of that old instinct behind, but what people don't tell you about courage is that it's not necessarily something that's innate. it doesn't live alongside your heart, strengthened by the caged bird beat. it's a choice you have to make every time.
sometimes, it fails you. that doesn't mean cowardice so much as it means humanity.
she opens her mouth. closes it with a click of her teeth.
(is it arrogance, that makes her think she might be useful here, when she had decried that very thing with naruto or sasuke? or is it just the lingering fear that no matter how much she cares for both of them, they will only ever leave her behind? she doesn't want them knowing her deepest, darkest thoughts, because so many of them feature the two of them in one way or another. in that way, perhaps it's easier with a stranger than with someone you've known more than half your life.)
(sɑsuƙe will ƞeνeɾ cɦσσse ɦeɾ ɑƞʮwɑʮ.)
her brow furrows, and her eyes fix on a chip in the linoleum floor. a muscle flexes in her jaw, and when she looks back up, she makes a choice. ）
Then, let's do it. Maybe I can help balance him out, and you won't have to worry so much about his nature in addition to your own.