"It's my duty to be sure," Haruichi replied. It was his life's work to be sure. He looked to Kuromaru, who was rumbling ominously and retreating further by the moment from Haruichi and any possibility of placing trust in him. "Kuromaru-san, you have to be patient. You've gotten this far on what your doctors have said and done, and you will get back to how you should be as long as you listen to us."

It would always stun Haruichi, how patients thought that the effort that went into healing them was free. It wasn't. The cost was trust; and irregardless if he was a Hyuuga and they were Inuzuka that trust was required here. From both of them.

The weariness inside Haruichi coiled outwards for a moment, reminding him that he didn't have forever to stand here and argue sanity to the pair of them. He had to go lie down before he finally fell down.

"This is what I do," he told them both. Even if he was only doing it for the first time.