At that Tenzou frowned. A place..He'd had one of those, one he was good at, one where he could serve his village the most and he voiced exactly that.

"I had a place, Kakashi-senpai. I know Obito-sama thinks I will be of more use here but, that was my home.."

He dropped his head, hands settling flat on the table before him and regarded the surface below them critically. The roots keep the tree steady in a storm - Lord Danzo's words bubbled up from the archives of his memory and it made Tenzou feel strangely sick, longing for something he couldn't put his finger on.

Pursing his lips, he realised his behaviour could be interpreted as ungrateful, almost bratty, but Tenzou had no other way of putting across the disquiet he felt at the change.