[Most of the conversations she's had with Hank have... not gone as she'd planned them to. He said a lot of things that confused her that she could only guess were things specific to his time and world, and there was the matter of how rude she found it that he kept saying all of this was fake, that she somehow wasn't real...
But. Even she knows this is weird. Right?
Slowly, her knife work slows, and Konoha can't help but turn to look at the man. Or. His back, mostly, but.]
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[Most of the conversations she's had with Hank have... not gone as she'd planned them to. He said a lot of things that confused her that she could only guess were things specific to his time and world, and there was the matter of how rude she found it that he kept saying all of this was fake, that she somehow wasn't real...
But. Even she knows this is weird. Right?
Slowly, her knife work slows, and Konoha can't help but turn to look at the man. Or. His back, mostly, but.]
... Are you alright?