Sasuke had, by and large, only visited Shisui's apartment in company with Itachi, and even on those rare occasions he'd formed the impression that his cousin's schedule left something to be desired from a medical perspective. He'd halfway expected this to be Shisui's 'awake and chipper' time, but evidently he'd aimed wrong.
Still, even visibly rumpled from sleep, Shisui was Uchiha enough to stare at the bruising around Sasuke's eye before letting him in.
"Fine," Sasuke said, the response automatic by now and unavoidably stiff. He'd been asked far too many times with far too many expressions of thinly-veiled disappointment (some pathetic son of a clan head he'd been, needing to have his eyes rescued by someone he outranked) to manage any kind of natural response, which as far as Sasuke could tell, generally served to fuel the general consensus that the clan backup plan for Itachi left something to be desired.
But he wasn't here to wallow in self-pity, he reminded himself with no small amount of disgust. Lifting the scroll to hand over, he explained: "I have my assessment of your student. We had that mission last month."
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Still, even visibly rumpled from sleep, Shisui was Uchiha enough to stare at the bruising around Sasuke's eye before letting him in.
"Fine," Sasuke said, the response automatic by now and unavoidably stiff. He'd been asked far too many times with far too many expressions of thinly-veiled disappointment (some pathetic son of a clan head he'd been, needing to have his eyes rescued by someone he outranked) to manage any kind of natural response, which as far as Sasuke could tell, generally served to fuel the general consensus that the clan backup plan for Itachi left something to be desired.
But he wasn't here to wallow in self-pity, he reminded himself with no small amount of disgust. Lifting the scroll to hand over, he explained: "I have my assessment of your student. We had that mission last month."