“I am undecided on whether or not to ask you to go at all - though you are, by far, the most suited. We are here to discuss, not to take action.” came the reply as Akaritori set down her own utensils and stood up, drawing her sword as she did so. It glowed with a soothing light and radiated a sense of comfort more than a sense of imminent death - something quite strange for that particular blade - and Akaritori pointed it at a wall to the left, opposite the doors through which the pair had entered.

“War is an option, and I would be happy to fight. You know this. If you are to use your… Skill set to achieve a route of less bloodshed, perhaps innocent lives can be saved - but at what cost? We know so little about Konohagakure’s plans that an effective plan cannot be made. If it comes to making a sacrifice based on conjecture and the few facts we can gleam, what do we choose? Do we cull Konohagakure to save the other villages of the Republic? Do we cull them to save ourselves? These questions require answers, and I alone cannot reasonably decide the fate for so many on such uncertain grounds. If we are given a reason to go to war, we will go to war. I will not let innocents die for the treachery of a few - and I believe on this principle we are agreed. Methods can vary, but the lives of the innocent are what matter most.” Akaritori began, using her sword and little tricks of the light to demonstrate her point as she talked. It was mostly for show, as both parties were more than intelligent enough to speak without the aid of visual props, but it gave Akaritori a bit of comfort.

“There is also no burden I will not share with you if it becomes necessary - know that your life is important to me, as is your continued wellbeing.”