[The sigh he gives is soft and resigned. He turns his head and looks away idly at the bench with the sword, not at it so much as through it.

He doesn't think he'll ever be ordinary. It's not something he really wants, but also not something he thinks he's capable of achieving.] I can't allow himself to get weak, not if I'm going to help Naruto change our village. Protect it. [Still, here, he's learned...

There are some things he has taken for granted in the fact he just never cared to pay attention to them.]

I never said I wouldn't try.