Following Rin’s death, Obito didn’t think he could ever feel affection towards anyone else again. His world had been shattered, and all that remained was a disillusioned plan that Obito sought to complete.

Fortunately, you came in. The warmth in Obito’s chest was foreign; a sense of love and overprotection swelling within him whenever he held you close. He cared for you too much to think about how wrong it would be, for someone like him to take care of someone so defenseless and innocent. Obito swore to protect you, even if it was within a dark hideout.

“Up, up!” Obito chanted, feigning the playful personality of Tobj as he bounced you in his arms.