[He sucked in his breath on a strangely broken keening noise, thinking about what he hadn't done and couldn't do now because he'd thought she was alive while here but no, no of course not. And he started shaking his head as a whisper of logic and speculation and him noticing all the wrong things for the right, terrible, conclusions.
He'd been right, and it was so terrible to be right, about the massacre, about Itachi, because he'd found it out in the right order. He'd heard about, about... ohnononononono.
If Rin died- how had she died?! He'd known, he didn't doubt he'd known, wherever he was if she'd been alive he never would- it would never ever-
He wanted to be sick and laugh and cry all at once and it came out in a wretched broken sob-laugh as he pressed his hands to his face. And then, he spoke.]
Hey hey, maybe it'll work outlike Neji???
He'd been right, and it was so terrible to be right, about the massacre, about Itachi, because he'd found it out in the right order. He'd heard about, about... ohnononononono.
If Rin died- how had she died?! He'd known, he didn't doubt he'd known, wherever he was if she'd been alive he never would- it would never ever-
He wanted to be sick and laugh and cry all at once and it came out in a wretched broken sob-laugh as he pressed his hands to his face. And then, he spoke.]
I'm so sorry.