A simple nod would be given in return, to signal that she did not mind if the younger stayed nearby. He was of a newer generation, && she was curious as to which clan he belonged to.
❝You can stay until you prove yourself to be a nuisance. What clan are you apart of?❞
Startled by her inquiry of his family, a certain weight drops on his shoulders, hesitating to respond at first. It’s no big secret which clan he belonged to—it is clearly molded on his face, and at a certain angle and expression, he is frighteningly similar to an infamous rogue from a long time ago.
"I’m…p-part of the Uchiha clan.“ He somehow mumbles. "A-and I know what you’re thinking—— —b-but not all of us are b-bent on destruction!”
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