[ at least it's one less thing to worry about. Kasuga doesn't get much sleep herself, too trapped in her own thoughts to give in to weariness. As loyal as she was, as much as she'd pledged herself to Kenshin, she hadn't been able to kill Sasuke.
And he hadn't killed her. He'd pleaded with her to stay, and - as much as she was reluctant to think about it - he'd kissed her, and she'd... what? Nearly crumbled? For all that she'd snapped that she was strong enough, when it came down to it, she relied on him.
It wasn't Sasuke himself that bothered her. It was the knowledge that she wasn't strong enough to keep him from worrying. It was the knowledge that she couldn't stand knowing that, as skilled a ninja as he was, what seemed to make him falter was someone like her.
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And he hadn't killed her. He'd pleaded with her to stay, and - as much as she was reluctant to think about it - he'd kissed her, and she'd... what? Nearly crumbled? For all that she'd snapped that she was strong enough, when it came down to it, she relied on him.
It wasn't Sasuke himself that bothered her. It was the knowledge that she wasn't strong enough to keep him from worrying. It was the knowledge that she couldn't stand knowing that, as skilled a ninja as he was, what seemed to make him falter was someone like her.
... She'll have to speak to him later. ]