mooneye

Obito held onto him tight for a moment before leaning back, keeping just one arm over his cousin's shoulders. "...While I was gone, all I ever thought about was coming back here," he said. This was going to be difficult to explain. But he owed him the explanation, didn't he? "But then with Rin dead and... I'm not..." He thought of killing the Mist nin, and coming out of the haze of rage and finding the whole world bloody and dark. He thought of the cave. He thought of Madara. And honestly he has not stopped thinking about Madara, in all this time. "...I'm not fit for village life, the way I used to be."