（ their experiences are almost opposite, diametrically opposed in a way. she doesn't live in a ruined world, but the memory of konoha in a shattered crater have never left her. nagato may have restored the dead to life, but it was still days digging people out of the rubble, terrified and trapped. civilians, who couldn't so much as use jutsu to free or to protect themselves. she remembers the way despair had raked her soul, and thinks... that must have been a little like the world d was born into.

a lot of things about him have set her heart to hurting, but this is the first time she's had to blink and look away, suddenly furiously interested in the machine beneath her hands. ）

Part of, um, my soul room... it's an area near my home. Konohagakure, 'The Village Hidden in the Leaves'. It really lives up to its name, sometimes it's so green it's hard to believe it's real. I could show you, if you'd like...?