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You truly don't see the problem with your 'training'?

No?

But, uh, I don't know if you know this? But I learned it from Kabuto, so uh...

...what's wrong with my training?

You're a moron. He's a Sound-nin and an enemy of both our villages and you trusted him on this?

You deserve to get yourself injured.

Yeah, I do trust him with what he'd already taught me. It works, doesn't it? And I haven't injured myself yet.

Besides, I know Kabuto. If he'd wanted me dead he'd have done it another way.

Then you're dumber than I thought.

You know him do you? He's an enemy operative who fooled the highest trained in detecting traitors for years. Do you really think he couldn't make you think whatever he wished?

The only reason he wouldn't kill you is to use you, you child.

I trust him because here he had no reason to hide what he was here and didn't try. If he'd have wanted me dead, it would've been easy to make it an accident and no one the wiser. Or have it look natural.

I know that he's likely using me, and I also know that if he had to kill me he'd feel a bit of regret about it. It wouldn't stop him of course, but that's something.

He hated the fact that he couldn't heal me during the plague, and got pissed off when I slept with someone else. And at the same time he fell asleep against me, true sleep, deep sleep. He wouldn't have done that if he hadn't trusted me. You're a higher rank than I am, but that doesn't mean I can't kill someone when they give me an opening like that.

He trusted that I wouldn't. And I trusted that he wouldn't for me.

You're an idiot for believing that. He is a monster and if you're too naive and blinded with a childish crush to realize that, then you deserve all that comes from it.

So far all that's come from it is me learning how to heal. Funny that. That's a useful skill to have.

Somehow I doubt that. Enjoy the consequences of working with the enemy.

I'm not working with the enemy, god. He lived across the hall from me. What was I supposed to do?

Not fall for him, you simpering child.

I didn't fall for him, talk about putting words in my mouth, god. I trusted that he wouldn't kill me, okay. And that he taught me accurately.

You trust him. How sweet.

What part of him being one of the best infiltrating agents there has been in years did you not understand? He can make people believe anything he wants. He would smile until he sliced you open to see what exactly made you tick.

I know that. I do. And I decided that risk was alright to take. I don't know anything valuable to him that he wouldn't already know, and I'm not important enough to be a hostage in the grand scheme of things.

I did think about it, you know.

Clearly you didn't. If you did, you wouldn't have even spoke to him.

Why do you think we destroy the bodies of our dead? You can tell them everything about your village dead. Almost as much as you could alive.