[She didn't ask. Maybe there was a reason for that because all she can do is stare. He's older than her now. By a few years.]
No, you're not. You were just--
[She cuts herself off. Sixteen years has gone by that she missed; Naruto growing up, Kakashi getting older. He could very well be thirty, easily. That bright smile pulls down into a frown and she stares at the ground before she leads the two of them inside the house more instead so they don't have to stand around.
She's back to smiling when she looks up, waving him in.]
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No, you're not. You were just--
[She cuts herself off. Sixteen years has gone by that she missed; Naruto growing up, Kakashi getting older. He could very well be thirty, easily. That bright smile pulls down into a frown and she stares at the ground before she leads the two of them inside the house more instead so they don't have to stand around.
She's back to smiling when she looks up, waving him in.]
Come inside already, Mr. Thirty.