"... Yeah." Sasuke chooses silence for a few moments after that, gripping chopsticks so tightly that they grind together, lost in a single flickering tongue of fire that shudders on top of the nearest candle.

"The memories of it, sure. But if I actually went back to that country now, alone, I don't know if I'd feel like I actually truly belonged in any sense of the word. It's been too long for me."