[ Deidara's mouth runs as fast as his temper rises, a man truly dictated by his emotions. Is that what makes a true artist? He doesn't know. He doesn't care. If he did care, this would not be the man with which he shared his theories. Sasuke's preferences are more in line with ancient poetry and fine-tuning his calligraphy rather than any kind of fleeting destructive reaction. What's the point?

#teamsasori ]

"And anyway" you can't create them as you normally would, [ he supplies, one brow raising. ] Then that's enough of an answer for me for now. We have nothing else to discuss.

[ Firmly back on his bullshit, Sasuke again turns around. ]