Kushina tries not to stare but she is, a bit openly, as he reveals his face. He's different, not just physically either. Whatever reason he wore the mask when he was younger seems to have died off a little as he got older. He was always so nit-picky about it.
Now he's just tugging it off so he can drink her tea.
She notices the scars, it sobers her and she looks away with a furrowed brow. She doesn't want to know Little Kakashi has seen his side of battle as much as anybody else. Maybe more.]
Yeah, it will. [Not just how old he is either.] You're even older than Minato and I.
[She tries to smile, looking at him again, but the size of it squints her eyes shut.]
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Kushina tries not to stare but she is, a bit openly, as he reveals his face. He's different, not just physically either. Whatever reason he wore the mask when he was younger seems to have died off a little as he got older. He was always so nit-picky about it.
Now he's just tugging it off so he can drink her tea.
She notices the scars, it sobers her and she looks away with a furrowed brow. She doesn't want to know Little Kakashi has seen his side of battle as much as anybody else. Maybe more.]
Yeah, it will. [Not just how old he is either.] You're even older than Minato and I.
[She tries to smile, looking at him again, but the size of it squints her eyes shut.]