"Any of my elder brethren can deliver the message to me, with little difficulty," Kyuubi replies, gesturing towards the two associates with him. "A few days notice is all that I would require, though more is, of course, preferable," he says, with a smile that doesn't touch his eyes.<br/><br/><em>I am not faulting you for providing the information, I am upset that you decided to provide me with hope that I might have a chance to meet with my dear sister, and begin to repair the millenia of damage that was caused, through my own stupidity and ignorance, and then crush that hope, in that same breath. The least you could have done was to give me a moment, just a mere moment, to enjoy the hope of success, true, *peaceful* success, for the first time in mortal memory, before shattering it,</em>he sends, not bothering to disguise his emotions as much, in the mental message; Draiss can sense he's very nearly on the verge of tears, or would be, with less control over himself.