[His sigh is quiet and through the nose, and he lowers the arm with the parfait some. His eye flickers to Taka, and he frowns, face almost apologetic but not quite.
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Briefly, he wonders how everything always manages to blow up in his face, even literally. Orochimaru's curse was broken by Itachi a long time ago, and yet, he always feels perpetually cursed anyway.]
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Briefly, he wonders how everything always manages to blow up in his face, even literally. Orochimaru's curse was broken by Itachi a long time ago, and yet, he always feels perpetually cursed anyway.]