[Sasuke hangs there, waiting to make Senri can get on the roof without falling (making him a murderer). The hand comes out and, at first, he thinks to ignore it... but then he reaches up to grasp Senri's forearm, using the help to get himself up over the edge and to the roof himself.]
I'm fine.
[He turns as he gets there, sitting with his red heels pressed against the lipped edge of the roof. The air is better, fresh except for the smell of gunpowder, and it isn't cold--to him--or very windy.
Another loud boom goes off and, above them, wide and so much closer, is an explosion of sparks. Okay, front row seats, no kidding. He leans back some on his palms, dropping his head back.]
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I'm fine.
[He turns as he gets there, sitting with his red heels pressed against the lipped edge of the roof. The air is better, fresh except for the smell of gunpowder, and it isn't cold--to him--or very windy.
Another loud boom goes off and, above them, wide and so much closer, is an explosion of sparks. Okay, front row seats, no kidding. He leans back some on his palms, dropping his head back.]