[Barnaby smirked, riding on a wave of disordered emotions that he didn't recognize. He had none of the things that Nagato described...just an odd obsession, determination, and ice-like clarity of mind that he didn't recognize. He could almost contain and restrict himself to the small scale, like protecting his family.
Almost.]
I suppose we'll have to work together then, Nagato.
no subject
Almost.]
I suppose we'll have to work together then, Nagato.