"I just said I can't answer that question," he all but growled, the flare of temper surprising him with how easily it came. But then, he was still reeling from the relief that this was some kind of recognisable phenomenon. Maybe this guy would be useful, if he could recognise the problem. It would be difficult to explain otherwise. He reined in his irritation, glad for the lack of sand to broadcast his thoughts and simultaneously entirely unaware that he was doing that just fine with Kushina's expressions. "Come if you want."
And then, because he couldn't help it, "How did you know?"
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And then, because he couldn't help it, "How did you know?"