Kisame took a moment to observe Duo wallowing in self pity.
Normally, he wasn't a fan of self pity since there was usually something more useful to be doing, but right now he rather prefered the self pity to the hysterics that he was fairly certain were on their way. Maybe not over this, but sooner or later some little thing would trigger Duo and Kisame'd have to knock him out again. He'd wager money on it.
He sent a almost completely mindless clone down thattaway to uproot some sage-like plants. He didn't think Duo was religious (if only because a religious person would be either praying or denouncing their god by now) but the trend of incense was common and even dried bodies might smell.
Sticky fragrant fresh shrubbery was shoved into the gaps on the wood pile that weren't occupied with dried leaves.
Then he side stepped over to time bomb boy, and took a seat. "Gimme your foot," hand out, not a question.