[ Sasuke turns around and Deidara seems to make a very good impression of a cat that's had all it's fur rubbed up the wrong direction.
Maybe in part it's because what he remembers doesn't line up with what's in front of him. The Sasuke he'd seen seconds before his death was shorter than this, he still had a roundness in his face that betrayed his youth, even if his eyes had that look of a person that'd seen too many battles. This one was taller — taller than Deidara, now — his voice a little deeper, his expression a little flatter.
He'd looked like Itachi before, but now the similarities are — unsettling. For a second, Deidara almost seems to forget what he's angry about. ]
You... [ He gathers up that self righteousness again. ] What makes you think I give a crap about witnesses, nn?
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Maybe in part it's because what he remembers doesn't line up with what's in front of him. The Sasuke he'd seen seconds before his death was shorter than this, he still had a roundness in his face that betrayed his youth, even if his eyes had that look of a person that'd seen too many battles. This one was taller — taller than Deidara, now — his voice a little deeper, his expression a little flatter.
He'd looked like Itachi before, but now the similarities are — unsettling. For a second, Deidara almost seems to forget what he's angry about. ]
You... [ He gathers up that self righteousness again. ] What makes you think I give a crap about witnesses, nn?