[The ninja clearly favors one leg, but he remains upright well enough. He's been moving around all morning, after all, and he's good at hiding his exhaustion as long as he's not on the verge of collapse.
Of course Law would know that too, and would have an easier time reading Itachi than most.
He stares at the crows blankly. A shooing motion with one hand only causes a couple to move closer as though crumbs are about to fall from his fingers. Frowning, he takes a step away. They must get fed by the inhabitants often.]
You want me to return to the house, correct? [He doesn't turn his gaze away from the crows as he asks.] We can talk over a meal.
[A concession. Or perhaps just a request to be fed himself.]
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Of course Law would know that too, and would have an easier time reading Itachi than most.
He stares at the crows blankly. A shooing motion with one hand only causes a couple to move closer as though crumbs are about to fall from his fingers. Frowning, he takes a step away. They must get fed by the inhabitants often.]
You want me to return to the house, correct? [He doesn't turn his gaze away from the crows as he asks.] We can talk over a meal.
[A concession. Or perhaps just a request to be fed himself.]