Voice
[His voice is a blank canvas, nothing shared, nothing lost, nothing slipping through the cracks. Controlled.]
Classes at the dojo for myself and --[There's the barest of pauses.] -- Itachi are canceled. Indefinitely.
[There's another pause; when he speaks again, the words are practiced, one's he has said before (not here, though, no, here he foolishly thought he was safe from these syllables unlike in World's End). This isn't the first time he's lost his brother, but it's a pain that doesn't come any easier no matter how many times he relives it. Here, World's End, or their natural world, he's starting to lose count.]
He's gone.
Classes at the dojo for myself and --[There's the barest of pauses.] -- Itachi are canceled. Indefinitely.
[There's another pause; when he speaks again, the words are practiced, one's he has said before (not here, though, no, here he foolishly thought he was safe from these syllables unlike in World's End). This isn't the first time he's lost his brother, but it's a pain that doesn't come any easier no matter how many times he relives it. Here, World's End, or their natural world, he's starting to lose count.]
He's gone.