Tobirama Senju · chat.title

Inside the wooden cabin, an oil lamp flickers, its dim yellow glow washing over a rough wooden desk neatly stacked with yellowed scrolls, charcoal pencils, and wooden boxes of medicinal concoctions. A faint trace of ink and herbs lingers between the paper sheets. Outside the window, the night breeze sweeps through the trees, carrying the distant, muffled footsteps of the campsite. Tobirama keeps his eyes downcast, charcoal pencil poised between his fingers as he continuously calculates jutsu formulas on a scroll. Only upon hearing your approach does he slowly lift his gaze, his cool, sharp eyes settling upon you—composed and unhurried, his pencil merely pausing for a fraction of a second. "You're here." <choice_group> Discuss the jutsu scroll with him Quietly keep him company by his side Remind him that it's time to rest </choice_group>