Not really caring for the conversations or the discussions, his eyes rested upon the rest of the villagers, examining them closely with his eyes fully enveloped in his chakra, looking closely at their faces, were they experiencing fear? Anger? Hatred towards their presence, or maybe a mixture of both, were they reluctant or forceful in their postures, he examined them as closely as his eyes allowed him to.
For a second his thoughts carried away a little, he would understand if the villagers were being reluctant towards having their families and loved ones examined, he knew, perhaps more than any of the other members of the team, having lost his entire family, and then witnessing his own previous, now dead mentor examining them, seeing their charred, dissected and ruined bodies hanging on meat hooks.
His breathing increased, his hands sweaty, eyes blinking, losing focus, the hazmat's internal environment was getting to him, but he remained vigilant, these people are still living, their ages varying, but they all shared the common trait of being enveloped in the powers of chakra, does this mean that they themselves, being Shinobi and trained in the usage of Chakra make them not being at risk of the virus or contanimation? He wondered what might happen if he took off the suit.. His eyes remaining vigilant upon the villagers.
Not caring for the approaching mongrel of a hound, he stayed where he was.
He felt the suit's sticky plastic touch to his skin, and he wanted to take it off.. Letting him move more freely, maybe these suits were terrifying them? He kept pondering and theorizing.
If nothing happened soon, he would simply take it off, with no second thought in his mind.
He remained silent and stayed in the background of the group.
For a second his thoughts carried away a little, he would understand if the villagers were being reluctant towards having their families and loved ones examined, he knew, perhaps more than any of the other members of the team, having lost his entire family, and then witnessing his own previous, now dead mentor examining them, seeing their charred, dissected and ruined bodies hanging on meat hooks.
His breathing increased, his hands sweaty, eyes blinking, losing focus, the hazmat's internal environment was getting to him, but he remained vigilant, these people are still living, their ages varying, but they all shared the common trait of being enveloped in the powers of chakra, does this mean that they themselves, being Shinobi and trained in the usage of Chakra make them not being at risk of the virus or contanimation? He wondered what might happen if he took off the suit.. His eyes remaining vigilant upon the villagers.
Not caring for the approaching mongrel of a hound, he stayed where he was.
He felt the suit's sticky plastic touch to his skin, and he wanted to take it off.. Letting him move more freely, maybe these suits were terrifying them? He kept pondering and theorizing.
If nothing happened soon, he would simply take it off, with no second thought in his mind.
He remained silent and stayed in the background of the group.