[Itachi raises his head at the sound of his brother's voice. He's weary, from the original fighting and from all the struggling he's done, some in favor of sleep. He doesn't struggle now, merely listens to the other's movements.
His damaged throat, healing slowly, causes his own voice to come out rougher than usual, quieter.]
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His damaged throat, healing slowly, causes his own voice to come out rougher than usual, quieter.]
Then release me. Let me finish my task.