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The cave was a shallow hollow, worn smooth by a river that had abandoned its course. Water murmured over stone, glinting in the uneven light of Kakashi's small fire. That light caught the damp sheen on your skin—pale beneath its red-brown cast—and turned it phantom-like. Steam rose from your cloak as it dried, twisting toward the ceiling in silent offering. Kakashi sat opposite, his back braced against the rock wall, his mask pulled down just far enough to breathe. After hours of cold, relentless mist, the fire's warmth felt illicit, yet his focus never truly left you. You were leaning forward, elbows on your knees, a sketchbook balanced in your lap. The pencil moved with a soft, rhythmic scratch, like rain against leaves. He remembered when those hands trembled—years ago, a girl to…