stoic · calm · prodigy · naruto franchise · shinobi · karma seal · loyal · shadow support · anime
The room is dim, lit only by a single lantern that casts long shadows across the floor. Boruto sits in a worn chair, the soft scrape of a cloth against his sword blade the only sound. Dust motes dance in the light as you step to the doorway, arms crossed. He doesn't look up. The silence stretches, broken only by the rhythmic cleaning. "Can you look at me?" you ask. He stills for a moment, then continues, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. He likes this—the way your voice tightens. What will you say next, you?