Cold night air hardly bothered either Anko and Hinata when they stepped out of Root's headquarters, same as when they approached. They headed back to the Mitarashi Residence. Hinata had many questions she was unsure needed answers. While it was suspicious, it was the only route she knew towards her love, and the one Anko set her on. Distrusting her was only possible before their 'bonding' time.

"Activate your Byakugan," Anko ordered when they were close enough yet still in the woods.

Hinata obeyed and saw nothing to be concerned about. "No one is nearby or watching, Anko-sensei." Her brow furrowed in discomfort. "The banded krait got out and is eating another snake."

"Give it a name." She wasn't surprised. "It's yours now."

"He is a shy cannibal." Pursing her lips, Hinata hummed. "He is a boy but..." She tilted her head. "Ouroboros?"

"Sure; just call him Oro or Boris for short."

"Right."

When they were back in the yard, Anko took off her mask as she led her inside, prompting her to take off her own. "What I'm about to say is information you can't tell anyone under any circumstance." She stopped and turned to face her in the living room. "Danzo is the leader of a defunct anbu special branch that operates without the Hokage's approval nor knowledge." Her lack of response made her smile. "He's helping us but, make no mistake, he is not to be trusted, and he doesn't trust us either. You'll have to keep an eye on whoever he sends out with us. I'll help but your Byakugan is better suited towards that."

She nodded. "I understand, Anko-sensei."

"Now, switch back to your old clothes and take your things." She turned to the neatly folded set on her table. "Your clan's likely to come looking for you, and it's better if they don't have a reason to snoop." A frown on Hinata's face made her pat her head before she began undressing. "You can come here, but you can't stay here. I still need to teach you how to change your chakra signature and maybe a few other things."

"Like what?"

"Do you know how to mold your chakra into any of the five elements?" She nodded at a head-shake. "Then I can teach you that. Taijutsu is out because you're a Hyuga, and Kurenai definitely taught you better genjutsu than I could." Looking out at her yard, she pursed her lips. "Take Oro before you go back: throwing away good pets is as stupid as it is cruel."

"Right." Hinata finished slipping off her outfit and into her normal one, making sure to put Naruto's forehead protector in her regular jacket's inner pocket. "He's my responsibility." She threw her pack on and ran back out into the night.

Oro was just sucking in his meal's tail by the time she showed up. He could tell by her scent she was off-put by it, but that didn't matter. She stepped forward to pick him up, and he sprang right into the sleeve of her pants. Anko gave him very specific instructions. While a sensor ninja could tell he wasn't a normal snake by his chakra, they wouldn't know the extent of his intelligence.

It took her a few seconds to stop shaking after he returned to his place around her neck. She went back to her clan's compound, to the surprise of the entrance guards, and ignored her present family's looks on her way to her room. She set down her backpack, got into her futon, and threw her blankets over herself. Her mind, having nothing else to focus on, drifted towards her recent behavior.

Anko being her answer to Danzo's most important question was a surprise. More than that, she only tolerated her before because she was valuable to Naruto. Even thinking of that and doubting her words made her feel bad. It was like the feeling of snakeskin coiling around her naked flesh, which she was impartial to before. Some of the most sensitive parts of her body felt seared too.

Hinata blinked. "Oh…" She looked down at Oro. "I see." He was a collar and a leash. "But I…" Blushing, she rubbed her cheek against her pillow.

Her closest relationships were either distant, estranged, or outright destroyed. She was secluded where no help would arrive. Sleep deprivation, starvation, dehydration, discomfort, humiliation, and pain shattered her. Then her abuser nursed her back to health with nothing but love and affection, complete with her favorite foods, without literally anything between them only after she swore nearly absolute obedience. Every ailment of her body and mind overloaded her with endorphins. Both shared their true feelings about things they'd never tell anyone. Anko, besides Naruto, had become the closest person to her, and the woman was pure hell or sweet comfort depending on her submission. The bow on top was her awareness of the conditioning being meaningless: even thinking about taking steps towards breaking it or telling anyone would be agonizing.

Deep within The Land of Steam during the early dawn, the three strange shinobi kept walking. Something began to feel off to them. None could really place it. Maybe it was the peace and quiet of a land unmarked by war for some time. The man they saw the other day was an oddity, but him appearing again would've been somewhat of a comfort. All three, whether through training or experience, expected anything else.

Naruto nearly did a back-flip when he spotted a glint from the corner of his eye. "Scatter!"

Orochimaru and Jugo jumped to opposite sides. "A bubble." He squinted at it, feeling something was off.

"I think we're going crazy," Jugo, fighting the urge to facepalm, said.

"Who knows what type of water st–" Its pop made Kurama grunt. "Huh?"

"Follow them, Naruto, but don't let their liquid touch you."

'Explain.' He raised an eyebrow at far more floating through the woods. "So it is a jutsu." Humming, he followed his Tailed Beast's advice. 'Who is it?'

"Chances are you're about to find out."

"Naruto!" Jugo ran after into one and jumped back as it burned through his clothes into his flesh. "Be careful!"

Orochimaru undid his transformation, drew a kunai, threw it at a bubble, and stroked his chin as it splattered normal water against the ground. "Either it can't eat through metal or these only have an acidic effect against those who meet certain conditions." He watched one pop harmlessly against the edge of Naruto's distant clothed leg. "And that answers that."

Noticing it for himself, Naruto darted straight through the sea of bubbles covering a good deal of the woods into a clearing with no one there. "Alright, you have my attention." He nearly thrusted a wind jet when a giant pop revealed a grown man wearing a blue kimono with a strange pipe in his hand a foot away from of him.

"Apologies for the odd introduction: the two traveling with you have strange chakra I've never seen before, so I was overly cautious." He tilted his head almost fondly at his glare. "You remind me of Yagura."

"Who…" Drifting off, he pondered where he knew that name from. "The Mizukage?" He raised an eyebrow. "You're from the Hidden Mist?"

He nodded. "I was and I have the distinct feeling you could say the same of your own village."

"So what?"

"I swear you're normally smarter than this."

"My name is Utakata, and we are both jinchuriki."

Naruto blinked. "You're… I thought Yagura was the only jinchuriki the Hidden Mist had." He made a face at his frown.

"He was the last jinchuriki of the Three-Tails, and I am the jinchuriki of the Six-Tails."

"Why are you here?"

He shrugged. "You and one of the other two have been making rumors spread like wildfire that I've found another rogue jinchuriki, ironically, so I wanted to see you for myself and tell you to keep a lower profile."

"I'll think about it. Did you go rogue after Yagura died?"

"It was after he began wiping out the clans." Utakata looked up to the sky, as if remembering something. "Yagura could never let go."

"You're joking, right?" Naruto, understanding full well what he was talking about, scoffed. "Are you fucking kidding me?" The scorn, the unfairness, the lies, and the tainted love were unforgettable. "You left him alone over them?!" Red chakra bubbled over his body as he stomped forward.

"Naruto."

Tears leaving Utakata's eyes turned his red back to blue. He could recognize the look more than anything at that point. It was killing him inside, like a festering wound no amount of time or repentance could heal. Both shared more than enough pain. Anger was meaningless.

"Let's sit down." Utakata's voice betrayed no emotion as he did so. "There is much for us to discuss."

He stood still for a few seconds before joining him. "What happened?" Asking why he wanted to talk was pointless: being jinchuriki was more than enough, especially since they were both missing-nin.

"Yagura...besides being jinchuriki was also born into the lowest caste. He thought by performing well he would be accepted by everyone, but he made one especially grievous miscalculation: thinking becoming a jinchuriki would help."

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "I thought you needed to be a newborn."

"You were too." He reached out and stopped at him backing away, almost fearfully. "Painful, I know." Taking his hand back, he sighed. "It depends on the sealing method and the Tailed Beast. The Three-Tails is weaker than the Six-Tails just enough for us to use our own rather than the Uzumaki's."

"So Yagura realized he fucked himself."

Utakata nodded. "He befriended the Three-Tails quickly though, so much so it even told him its name."

"I'm not surprised: the Turtle was always lonely in his shell."

"The Three-Tails is a turtle?" Naruto blinked. "Uh."

"The Nine-Tails talks to you?" Utakata's eyes inched wider.

"Does the Six-Tails not?"

Utakata leaned back on to his arms and smirked. "I never thought you'd talk to any gnat again."

"Naruto."

"No." He leaned back when Utakata's face nearly touched his.

"Come on, vermin!" It inched closer. "I want to hear your stupid voice with foxy's growl."

Naruto shivered at slime suddenly dripping off the man's skin. "Fine!"

Kurama headbutted Utakata's body a foot back. "Space, Slug." It grimaced at its kin's laughing.

"I wish everyone else was around to hear this!"

"Oh, haha." Kurama rolled Naruto's red eyes.

It sat itself up. "You finally sound like how you look!"

"Blame Old Man Sage for why you're so ugly."

"For someone who hates humans more than any of us, you sure love to use their criteria to elevate yourself." It lay on Utakata's stomach and playfully kicked his legs alongside swinging bubbles forming the shape of six tails. "That kid's really something else, huh?"

Kurama sat in an animalistic squat and sighed. "...Yeah."

It froze. "No way." Odd, gleeful laughter erupted from Utakata's mouth. "No way!" It shook. "You actually did it!" The Six-Tails began rolling in the grass. "I have to tell everyone!"

Kurama growled. "I will kill your host." It wasn't fazed at all when bubbles erupted from its jinchuriki's body.

"I don't want to fight." They popped just as easily as they appeared before it sat up. "I'm happy for you."

"Don't you start with me!"

"Fine; we can go back and leave it happy instead of going in deep about the old man."

Naruto shook his head before getting into a normal seating position. "Why do I feel so dirty?!"

"It's like being enveloped by someone, right?" Utakata did the same. "I'm guessing the Nine-Tails told you its name."

"Don't you say it!"

"I'm not and he did!"

Utakata smiled. "Saiken is the Six-Tails' name. He said he's not as shy as the Nine-Tails."

"I swear, if Old Man Sage wouldn't haunt me…"

"Saiken." Naruto nodded. "I'll remember it." He hummed. "We were on Yagura befriending the Three-Tails."

"I was somewhat friendly with Saiken." Utakata grimaced. "Yagura wasn't a true jinchuriki in my eyes for some time, and I thought less of him until he showed me complete mastery over the Three-Tails." He laughed. "I was jealous, so I started befriending him thinking I could learn how to bond with Saiken more, which led to me bonding with him instead." His lips thinned into a line. "While Yagura made me realize what true companionship was, I made him grow to hate those around us. I eventually found peace in what I could but pushed my best friend down a path that could only end in blood, ironically when he was finally accepted and made Mizukage"

"You didn't just do nothing, right?"

"First, I tried to reason with him only for him to throw my own words back in my face. Then I tried begging him, to both our disgust." He looked down. "And then I tried threatening to leave him alone to fend for himself."

Naruto frowned. "You didn't just try beating his ass?"

He looked back up. "And destroy the entire village, possibly even killing him?" Nodding at him visibly relenting, Utakata hummed. "I left and the rest is history; what are you doing here?"

Naruto stared him dead in the eye. "Don't act like you don't already know." It was impossible after he told him he knew Kurama's name.

"You walk Yagura's path. I can tell that much, but your Tailed Beast being the Nine-Tails tells me it's far beyond his goal."

"...I'm going to end it." He grinned. "This entire fucking system that uses and discards us like tools!"

"And then what?"

He lay back on the grass. "Settle down." Looking up into the sky, he stared. "Have a real family and raise my pure children in a world where they won't be looked down on for being born or are ever thrown away."

"Surely you realize it's not going to be that simple."

"Of course I do!" He scoffed. "...The girl I was planning on settling down with is probably dead now." Frowning, he took a deep breath and sighed. "I made a kid who looked up to me as a brother make the same exact mistakes I did before leaving him all alone; left people who knew me for years and were just beginning to respect me or already did to die." The emptiness he was beating back returned. "Someone… I'm not sure I wanted to be my mother or my woman or both cried out my name begging me not to leave before I did." A bitter laugh made his chest hurt. "I tried so hard to kill my own best friend, and Gaara, the One-Tail's jinchuriki, showed up with his actual family to risk their lives for me." His eyes widened. "I told the closest thing I had to a sister going back would've been throwing away everything… But I already did that."

Utakata stood, walked over, and held out his hand. "Even if it isn't what it was, you can still go back."

"Being a hermit in The Land of Steam is what you call going back?"

"The Blood Mist Village hardly exists anymore, and I want nothing to do with what took its place, even if they have sent me offerings of amnesty and reinstatement."

He closed his eyes. "Then why the hell are you preaching anything?" Waving him off, he yawned.

"If you're not going to walk back your road, answer me this: are you the man you want to be or the man you want to raise your children?"

Naruto's lips parted and closed. He tried burying his feelings in women's attention and coddling, being too overcome by grief when he tried bedding them. People who didn't need to die at all met their end at his hands. Even when he got some semblance of balance, he still tried to kill others or torment them beyond pushing their nerves just to feel some kind of catharsis. It was his old self he thought he was long done with. Lying to himself in front of another jinchuriki was just wrong.

"No," he admitted.

"Work towards that at the very least." Utakata sat down next to him. "You already know other jinchuriki are likely to stand in your way." He smiled at his opening cold blue eyes. "Do as you will, but I will neither condemn nor condone you."

"You say that, but you tried to stop Yagura."

"Well, I never said I was doing it for the villagers' or the clans' sake."

Naruto laughed. "Trying to save me then?"

"Yes."

"...Thank you." It made him feel warm. "I don't need it though." He stood up and stretched.

"Be kind to our kindred." Utakata stood up too. "They likely found peace of their own they want to protect."

He frowned, recalling the clarity after his first coma. "I used to be them; it doesn't last."

"I'm sorry it didn't work out for you." He turned and began walking. "It was nice to meet another one after so long." Remembering a key detail, he stopped and craned his head back. "Keep Saiken's name to yourself. I'm sure you've realized how important they are to the Tailed Beasts by now."

"Utakata." He caught up and embraced him as if he always knew him, which he may as well have. "Thank you, really."

He patted his head. "I sensed you were lost and in pain… It hurt." Let go, he went on to the other side of the clearing.

"My name is Naruto Uzumaki!"

"I know! Your performance at the Chunin Exams is still gossip!"

"You do realize he's going to kill so many gnats, right? Number 9 of all of us told him the name. Your shinobi world is done."

Utakata looked up at the sky. "It doesn't mean I can't do right by him."

"Stop reminding me of the old man."

"Naruto!" Jugo, partially transformed, ran to him through the clear woods with scuffed clothes.

He raised an eyebrow. "The hell happened to you?" He turned to a disheveled and displeased Orochimaru.

"Jugo panicked, Jugo attacked, and Jugo's spine was severed multiple times," he deadpanned.

"Okaaaaay." He looked back to the direction they were headed. "Where were we supposed to be going again?"

"Who was the jutsu user?"

"A friend who told me word about us spreading throughout this place." Naruto followed Orochimaru when he resumed their travels. "If I have to give The Land of Steam ninja one thing, it's that I guess; fucking glorified road guards." He met his questioning snake eyes. "What?"

"You're in a chipper mood." He knew he wouldn't tell him who, and their specific interest in him narrowed it down to the vagabond Six-Tails jinchuriki, which would explain the bubbles.

He looked down the second he was certain he was looking away. '...For now.'

Two jinchuriki roaming the same place was unheard of. Utakata was relatively well known at that point. Only the Leaf and what counted for the Sound knew Naruto went rogue. Rumors would travel and eventually reach the wrong and right ears. In all likelihood, they'd be done with their business beforehand. Whatever came after was out of their hands, even if they may come to regret it.

Sakura was sitting on the scarred grass of their training spot, chugging a canteen of water. Sasuke and Kakashi were doing strange Sharingan things she had no proper context for. In contrast, Yugao was letting her take a break from her continuous onslaught. Ninjutsu didn't seem to be her specialty, but she was capable of streaming lightning chakra. There was the occasional genjutsu in the form of a weirdly well-made Optic Delusory that presented an image with her against what resembled their surroundings in depth. It was too detailed visually to immediately dismiss, and that one second typically led to her getting smacked off-balance or taken down.

"Are you ready?" Yugao asked.

Shaking her head, she separated her lips from the canteen with a heavy gasp. "Why do you fight with a sword?" She looked at it. "I know from the academy a lot of ninja carry weapons because they don't have the chakra for more than a few ninjutsu, but I'm sure you have way more than Kakashi."

"I don't. Kakashi's implanted Sharingan consumes a great deal of his chakra. While it might seem I have more, I just consume less." She lifted the point of her blade. "Weapons can do as much damage as any ninjutsu without consuming chakra. It sacrifices the potential of range in favor of damage though."

She looked up to her. "You also sacrifice a hand for using hand seals." Eyes widening, inspiration struck. "Can you teach me how to use a sword?!"

Yugao, taken back by her volume, blinked. "...Yes."

"I should've thought of this earlier!" Sakura stood up. "Also, can do I do anything with earth like you can with lightning or?"

"Modification of a blade's material is theoretically possible but would require an extreme level of chakra control beyond just streaming due to how complicated metal alloys can be."

She smirked. "Then I can definitely do it." Jumping, she turned in the direction of the village proper. "Let's go shopping!"

Yugao looked to Kakashi, who only nodded in approval, and a confused Sasuke. "I guess." She followed the giddy girl toward the village. "Do you have any preference in terms of length, purpose, and design?"

"Not really but I'm sure I'll be able to pick something."

"Oh…" Drifting off, she realized it would likely take some time. "Are you open to recommendations?"

"You are the expert here."

"Lightweight and maneuverability is best, so a short blade like mine is preferable. Long swords have more reach but are likely to get caught if you're in an urban or cluttered environment, like the practice field woods. Hook swords, pole-arms, and other exotic or large weapons are also options to surprise inexperienced ninja but best carried in sealed scrolls."

Sakura shook with excitement. "An extra edge!"

It wasn't as if her reserves were something to scoff at, not anymore. As much as genjutsu helped, the likes of Kimimaro were still beyond her. She knew Sasuke blamed himself for the deaths that monster caused, but he surpassed Naruto's ability or at least his deadliness. They needed weapons and jutsu that could penetrate absolute defenses, take out groups, distract precise enemies, eliminate traps, or counter others. Even those were useless without the skill to use them. Kimimaro had all and would've killed them for certain were it not for Choji.

The east-most woods in The Land of Steam hid stone in the top head of a snake with only its upper jaw, as if devouring all who would enter. While remote, it was pretty obvious to anyone vaguely familiar with ninja who owned it. Naruto and Jugo could hardly believe what they saw. Hideouts they were aware of were difficult to reach or blended into the environment. It was almost complete.

"Aren't your bases supposed to be, you know, secret?" Naruto scoffed. "All it's missing is a giant sign that says, 'This is totally not Orochimaru of the Sannin's super secret hideout with tons of ninja, secrets, jutsu, and test subjects. Please don't check. We promise it's nothing.'"

"I'll be sure to add it sometime in the future." Orochimaru stopped underneath the roof of the mouth.

He squinted at him. "What is it this time?"

"Something I'm not sure you could handle." The boy twitching made him smirk. "He's completely out of your league."

"I know you're playing me, but I'll bite." He stomped into the hideout. "Jugo, keep Orochimaru company." Smirking at the displeasure he knew he had, he continued on. "Feeding me to another snake..."

Like the snake head, the halls were composed of stone. They were uneven and rough though, much like the ground beneath his feet. It was strangely aesthetic. Naruto had little interest in architecture, but he could tell Orochimaru constructed the lab with some care. The entrance suggested it was for vanity. He would laugh at it but he understood. Nothing was around save strange glasses of water attached to cable-like tubes.

He frowned after a few minutes of pointless wandering. "Where the hell is everyone?!"

"Over here!"

"Huh?" He turned to the direction of the voice and saw one grand cylinder. "Uh?"

"I'll explain when you break this thing."

"...What the fuck?"

"Look, I'd be happy to go over how I got into this mess, but I have been stuck here doing nothing for fuck knows how long! Break this damn thing open already!"

Naruto focused chakra into the palm of his hand. "Bitch!" Rasengan formed, he slammed it into the would-be prison. "Don't tell me what to do!" He jumped back before the rushing water could touch him.

As if rising from a pool, a white-haired young man little older than him began to emerge. "Got me out, didn't it?" He stood up completely naked and stretched.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I could ask the same thing." He blinked at a blade of air appearing by his throat. "Is that supposed to be threatening?" Pointing a finger at his abdomen, he grinned. "Let me show you how it's done."

"If you cou–" Something blasting through his lower left side made Naruto's eyes widen. "Y–" He swept his blade through water. "What?!"

"Never heard of the Hozuki?" He held up and wiggled his offending finger, its middle segments taking the form of living liquid. "Name's Suigetsu; take it to hell with you."

Making the snake sign, Naruto leaned out of another shot before making the ram sign. "Should've killed me the first time." Monkey, boar, and horse followed as he flipped over double blasts. Rooting himself to the ceiling, he took a deep breath. He made the tiger sign the fraction of a second after and blew at him, filling the room with fire.

Suigetsu would've laughed if he weren't boiling. "Are you seriously using fire style against water?!" In spite of his fire-clouded vision, he shot at his torso, aiming to hit a lung, with one hand and where he moved to dodge with the other, adding a complimenting hole in his lower right. "Gotcha!"

Naruto added exponentially more chakra into his breath in response. His experience with the jutsu was limited, but the form he applied it required basic control he was far beyond. The flames spilled out into the halls and nearly reached him but consumed his target. Unknowingly to him, the extreme heat began forming cracks in the bubbling liquid canisters below. Suigetsu was partially turning into steam when they broke.

Becoming one with the rush of hot water, Suigetsu grew and crashed over him like a wave, ending his jutsu. "Nice try." He formed his upper body at the top of the boiling blob and looked down at his trapped opponent. "But this is…" Drifting off, he squinted at the utter disinterest in Naruto's eyes. "What?"

He rolled them, made the snake sign, and clapped. The Gale Palm Jutsu was extremely simple. It was also incredibly versatile. Few people had the experience he did, his level of chakra control, nor the reserves to test just how much it could be pushed. Doing that in the middle of battle would normally be a horrible idea, but it wasn't like he had any better options.

Everything around him exploded back. The walls, ceiling, and floor moved, broke really, several inches out. All the metal and glass were flattened and shattered into grain respectively. While not filling the room, bubbling water formed a thin lake all around. It resembled an explosion because it was one: an extreme release of energy in the form of compressed air.

Suigetsu rose partially out of the thin body of water and gaped. "How much fucking chakra do you have?!"

Naruto jumped on to the remade ceiling and formed the Shadow Clone Jutsu sign. "I honestly got no idea." Joined by his doubles, he led them in performing the signs for the Fireball Jutsu.

"Ah." He stared at the incoming all-consuming flames. "Fuck."

He blew until they saw nothing but steam. "Done and done." Dispelling his clones, he dropped and squinted at the gelatinized form of Suigetsu. "So did I kill you or?" He moved to touch it out of curiosity but inched back in disgust. "Oh, hell no."

"Naruto," Orochimaru called out.

He turned and saw him emerge from a hall with Jugo, a sword in his neck, thrown over his shoulder. "Are you trying to kill me?" He crossed his arms above the two oozing holes in him. "I'm used to do or die stuff, but I'm starting to feel like this is personal." A frown formed on his lips. "And you're the one who fed me to a fucking snake."

"We wouldn't be having this conversation if that was my aim; I didn't intend for you to fight Suigetsu at all, but I wasn't against."

"Well, he's an asshole." Naruto blinked, remembering he was the one who instigated. "...Is he dead?"

"Just unconscious, comatose really. He'll wake up after some time in water."

He chuckled. "Like a ninja goldfish." He sat down and immediately jumped back to his feet thanks to the scathing earth. "Shit!"

"There are other things I came here for." Orochimaru turned and began walking back down the hall. "We'll see to Suigetsu after."

"At least let down Jugo first." Naruto followed with a grimace.

From the sound of it and by his own assessment, they were garnering too much attention. Cutting the journey short or taking the time to lay low would've been wise. Naruto would need to learn how to hide his chakra signature to reach their next stop anyway. Suigetsu was unlikely to recover anytime soon as well. The hideout was obvious because no one manned it enough to draw attention and it wasn't near anything, but that didn't make it invisible.

AN: I constantly felt like something was off writing this but that could just be sleep deprivation.

The jinchuriki in canon are kind of weird. I know a lot of people thought they'd take more of a focus, and it is a downer they didn't but what are you going to do? Cast is big enough as is and even they barely get much screentime. Couldn't bring myself to rip-off filler for this nor did I want to. What little I remember was weird and didn't fit in at all with what I'm going for.

Finally a bit of a breather after everything. Naruto even got some form of therapy through finally talking to someone who has the slightest inkling of what he's going through. Even made a new friend. He won in a fight so by shounen rules that is what he is, even if they might not be friendly. Hooraaay.

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