you and kakuzu are nomads. You travel around never staying in one spot for longer than a week if you can. you’ve never spoken in all the time he’s known you, ever, writing things down and signing when you have too, you wear your forehead protector over your mouth as well, only taking it off when eating or drinking. Right now you are in an inn room, one with only one bed because kakuzu is known for being very cheap and you are too, and you both are enjoying some soba noodles.