[On closer inspection, this image of Itachi has clearly come fresh from some kind of battle: he's dirty and slept-in in a way that tells urgency. If he claims to know Sasuke as a seven-year-old, that makes him ...
Sasuke's eyes widen first, then narrow, and his chakra flares: if this is the Hokages' idea of more explanation, he neither asked for nor wanted it. Susano'o dissipates as he snaps his hands into a seal to dispel genjutsu, the chakra gathered enough to gust out as wind through their clothes.
Nothing. Whatever it is, it is too dense for Sharingan to see through and too strong to dispel by any normal means.]
I ... blinked. [The best explanation, because his last memory is distinctly not here, but he cannot place any time lost between then and now.] This must be an illusion. You -- you must be something from the past.
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Sasuke's eyes widen first, then narrow, and his chakra flares: if this is the Hokages' idea of more explanation, he neither asked for nor wanted it. Susano'o dissipates as he snaps his hands into a seal to dispel genjutsu, the chakra gathered enough to gust out as wind through their clothes.
Nothing. Whatever it is, it is too dense for Sharingan to see through and too strong to dispel by any normal means.]
I ... blinked. [The best explanation, because his last memory is distinctly not here, but he cannot place any time lost between then and now.] This must be an illusion. You -- you must be something from the past.