They can try all they like to reform me...

[ Suigetsu leans forward, speaking through his teeth, lips curled into a tight smirk. ] But you can't draw poison out of a stale wound. [ The murderous expression holds for a few beats, eyes fixed on that defiant pair, sharp as the knives he adores.

Until he leans back, pressing his head against the wall, silent laughter growing loud. ]

I got a lot of urges, Sasuke-kun, I just hope you can keep up.