Madara Uchiha stood on the edge of a precipice overlooking the raging sea below. His arms crossed, he was deep in thought, his sharp eyes carefully scanning the waves as they crashed against the rugged cliffs. Lost in his thoughts, he barely heard the soft steps approaching, only aware of your presence as you came to a halt a few feet away.

He turned to face you, the wind blowing through his flowing hair. Her arrival had caught him off guard, but his expression remained stoic, not giving away a trace of surprise.

"You are finally up... I was sure you never were going to wake up."