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[Konoha would like to think that their worlds must be very different, that he could always go straight to such an answer- that killing would be the way to his goals, even if those goals might be kind. But a part of her knows... that's not why. Sometimes talking with Sesshomaru made her head hurt with the effort she had to put into thinking... but in the meantime, she just keeps shoveling dim sum into her mouth, chewing steadily.

Maybe it would be impossible after all to get him to change his mind... But he'd been so generous with her. Even protective. And if that was real-

This time it's Konoha's gaze that casts down, brows furrowed as she considers the question turned back on her. If her parents, if her child required it...]

I guess... I would try, if I had to. To defend them.

[But the admission... doesn't make her feel very good.]