Amy
*Nasaki noted the appearance of Niko, giving them a nonchalant two-fingered wave, not bothering to give him the respect he deserved by turning his head around in the slightest, too tired, and too focused on Murano and his story telling to even bother with it. Breaking his sight, his attention from Murano, would cause him to end up dozing off - the lack of sleep starting to maw away at his body, clear as day - something which he considered before he took upon the aid of helping his friend, yet this was no mere friend, it was Murano, and he would've gone with a limb missing if he could, as it was the least he could do in repaying Murano the favour of hunting Clocks down.*
 *And so, the conversation had seemingly resumed.*

 "The world needs to be fixed, could they not have been put on the waiting list, so to speak?"
 *Nasaki pryed an eyebrow raise as he glanced at Murano, the fact he promised something - someone - freedom. It was not like that of Murano to be showing remorse, kindness even to such a level, to that of his enemies. It seemed he was not the only one that had changed in terms of the emotional perspective. The Murano he met would have killed whoever they were speaking about, and used them to further their own goals.*
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*Or was he wrong? Murano seemed heartless, more than Nasaki when they first met, and he seemed to have been fixed in his views unlike Nasaki who was more maleable in terms of ideology and emotions. The wrong pushed the train of thought aside as Murano resumed his exposition on the matter at hand. The mention of a curse mark made Nasaki uncomfortably adjust. He fought Murano's other **Thing** Selaed within his for training - if you could count almost dying once a fortnite training. No, no you could not. Sometimes he dreamt of being chased through the forest by it. An unsettling shiver running down his spine due to it.*
 
 "Empathy, to think **You** Of all of us would have shown it..."
*A brief pause.*
 "I'll help. Kiseijutsu is the only thing that can cancel out Nature Energy. Tell me when we leave, and I'll prepare myself a rest a few hours before so to speak so we're not entirely a man down. But to change, for a child. Is there anything else we should know, Murano? Do you plan on doing anything with the child if she were to choose to join us, for our own knowledge, so we're aware of what we'll get out of this as a collective as your experiments are... Far fetching."

*It is all Nasaki could say in a questionable yet respectful manner. He first at thought this child was lost family of Murano, something he obviously would refuse to mention, yet then why would he risk mentioning a child at all? No, this was not that of a child related to him through blood, but rather through knowledge. He was using her as a way to learn more of the roots most likely, as a child with a curse mark? That was near unheard of, so whatever he had plan for her, it would be most graphic..*
 *For knowledge, that was their moto of sorts at the end of the day, yet a child? Nasaki brushed it off, hoping his friend has some decent respect for a child if she chose to live with the rest of them.*
Sydney
Tarashi's presence in the group was all for the better in his opinion; their thorough-thinking and cynicism could only get them so far, having people with more optimism is good in the long-run. Life is too short to be filled with only bitter truths, and lies. 

When Murano spoke to him, Niko swatted his hand and shook his head. **"No need."** He noted Nasaki's indifferent attitude, and his weary appearance. The dude needed some sleep. . .

Upon explanation, Murano would not see any sign of disgust or loss from Yasu. His life in Noragakure was no longer who he was, or what he was aligned with in the present. He had to remain indifferent no matter what. **"How . . Unbecoming of them."** So a third party presumably forcing children to under-go risky and inhumane experimentation for no benefit of their own? Sounds like some really twisted people have already aligned themselves against Blue Garden. The Sarutobi exhaled briefly before clearing his throat, he knew that they needed his assistance. 

**"I would more than love to help. I've gotten another technique in my repertoire, which I would like to test out anyway. What's the plan then?"**

He too wanted to rest a little bit before any activites, but other than that how did they plan to enter? Extract her, or go guns blazing to tear down the entire operation? They could gather a lot of useful information from whatever operation their running, however shocking it is.
Timothy
"No. Even someone with limited medical expertise could tell that they aren't going to last long without direct intervention. The modifications to their body have undoubtedly taken a heavy toll. By my estimate they'll either be driven to the brink on their next mission and perish at their enemy's hands or they'll simply... Unravel." He knew there were many pressing matters they had to attend to, but this wasn't something that could wait for after their grandiose mission was complete. By that time, the child would either be lost to madness or struck down by a shinobi that strayed into their path. 

"Empathy, to think** You** Of all of us would have shown it..."

"Don't misunderstand me, *No Face*. I am doing this for several reasons. Firstly, the fact that there is a Gene-Splicing operation utilizing civilians is counter-intuitive to my mission. Secondly, whatever data they've collected thus far might be of help in our own operations. They might be repugnant, but I could tell from the child's modifications they aren't amateurs. Finally, is the fact that I had promised them I would come. My enemies...*And my allies*...May call me whatever they wish but I do not intend to go back on my word." Murano said, his gaze steady on Nasaki as he spoke. Was this feeling welling up inside him...*Annoyance?* Perhaps. He was aware that Nasaki was right and his actions were not as wholly logical as they'd been before. He was hiding a fourth reason from both of them, one he would not share willingly.

These feelings... His desire to protect that child from their fate and stop these Gene-Splicers... Could very well fade as his other emotions had begun to. Nasaki had suggested waiting for a more favorable time, but Murano did not know what state of mind he'd be in within a few weeks, let alone months. He very well might not even *Care* About what happened to the cursed child by then.

"I plan on ridding her of her Curse Mark and repairing what damage I can. After that, she is free to do whatever she wishes. If that means staying here with us, she is welcome to so long as she doesn't interfere in Blue Garden's operations." Hatsue and her siblings would probably welcome the new addition and surely Tarashi would be more than capable of watching after her when he was around.

Murano removed two small maps from his coat pocket, simple drawings of the cities and such. Handing one to each of them, he'd point out Toyotomi. "We'll gear up and leave within two hours, as suggested. The child told me their operation is in the underground of Toyotomi, which means we find an access point for the sewer somewhere outside the city. She also told me to 'Ask for the bird', which I assume is either her handler or a pass-phrase. Given the opportunity, we can pretend to be allies of the Gene-Splicers until there's a good moment to kill them all in one swoop. We gather what data we can, free the child and any other hostages, and leave." 

The corner of Murano's mouth raised in a smirk that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Not that it's ever that easy. You should both expect a fight, one involving Curse Marks and modified humans."