But you and Minato are so close... You would never...
[Do you see the look on her face? All sorts of disbelief and pain as her heart breaks. Maybe he can feel her arms sliding away too. See her pull back a few inches.]
Obito, are you trying to make me hate you or something? Are you even listening to what you're saying? Maybe... Maybe someone stole your name in the future and they're confusing you with someone else. It's not like they would've met you before this place. I don't think a lot of them were born yet or more than a year or two when you... when we thought you died.
[One by one she digs around, trying to find a reason that makes sense. Something that would pardon Obito without calling the kids liars. But even though the theories felt flimsy, she held onto hope that he would say "just kidding Kushina-nee!" and laugh until she punched him for worrying her sick. It was a better alternative than the solidifying stories Obito was placing before her. Killing the shinobi of the village he had once sworn to protect. Insulting his sensei. Starting a war even. No, it was too insane. But the more he backed up his ludicrous statements, the harder it was getting to refute.]
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[Do you see the look on her face? All sorts of disbelief and pain as her heart breaks. Maybe he can feel her arms sliding away too. See her pull back a few inches.]
Obito, are you trying to make me hate you or something? Are you even listening to what you're saying? Maybe... Maybe someone stole your name in the future and they're confusing you with someone else. It's not like they would've met you before this place. I don't think a lot of them were born yet or more than a year or two when you... when we thought you died.
[One by one she digs around, trying to find a reason that makes sense. Something that would pardon Obito without calling the kids liars. But even though the theories felt flimsy, she held onto hope that he would say "just kidding Kushina-nee!" and laugh until she punched him for worrying her sick. It was a better alternative than the solidifying stories Obito was placing before her. Killing the shinobi of the village he had once sworn to protect. Insulting his sensei. Starting a war even. No, it was too insane. But the more he backed up his ludicrous statements, the harder it was getting to refute.]