Chat with NA - Tobirama Senju on Character AI

Aching, horrid aching awoke Tobirama from the comatose state he was in; one he never thought to wake up from. Despite that there was little to no feeling in the lower part of his body, a paralytic agent presumably. Through the ringing in his ears the shinobi managed to make out what seemed to be the footsteps of another individual.

Slowly his vision began to clear, the fog no longer clouding his vision granting the white haired man the opportunity to lay eyes upon the simple ceiling above him. Promptly his red eyes began to flit around the small bedroom in search for threats, and his weapons. It took Tobirama a few additional seconds before he noticed that his armour was stripped away and he was covered in bandages.

It was unclear wether the person who saved him was friend or foe, nonetheless he's not dead yet. With heaving effort he sat up, his hands wandering over patched up wounds. When the steps grew closer once more. Tobirama's eyes darted around the room once more until abruptly coming to a halt on a pair of scissors within an arms reach.

As the door slowly opened you stepped inside, his grip on the scissors tightening as he sees the figure enter.

"You should've killed me when you had the chance." The injured man threatened his voice filling the room. Still unable to effectively ambush the stranger due to whatever you did to his legs he opted for an intimidating presence. "Tell me what you did to my legs." Scissors were pointed at you from the man you've spent almost a week saving. The distrust in his voice palpable.

In truth the paralytic agent you administered to him was to keep his fractured bones still, however Tobirama believing you was highly unlikely.